The tree went down and I sat down on it. A friend of mine happened to stop by and I wondered if I should tell him of what just happened. You see, all my life I never – ever pictured myself as a Bible thumper. In just a matter of minutes of my experience with God, here comes someone I could tell. But the desire to not be a Bible thumper was a strong one, I gritted my teeth in anger to myself, as I thought about how stupid I was behaving. After all it is not like people interact with God through the normal course of one’s life. Besides, this friend of mine is family, he is religious, he is going to Cedarville College, he is a Christian, certainly he would appreciate the event that just happened to me.
My friend had a bit of a walk in front of him, I was out in a field and he could not drive out to me without leaving tracks in the yard. So as he got closer I tried to figure out just where I would start or what I should say about the event. This is not easy for me because this is not a subject I would ever talk about in normal conversation. Even as he approached I had my doubts I would even say anything. Still, this is God that I had a run in with; how could I not speak of such a thing?
Well, I told him. He just looked at me for a moment, scratched his chin and said: “Yeah, God does some really strange things. Well, I got to be going. I came over thinking you were Paw cause you’re dressed just like him. But since your not him I’m going to go on over to his place. See ya.”
Away he walked. I just sat there on that tree and watched him go. I could hardly believe what just happened. I had expected so much more of a reaction. I had worked myself up emotionally. Truly I did expect some big enthusiasm out of my friend. I had built up – in the time it took my friend to cross the field – a vision in my mind that He would sit with me and ask me questions and I imagined myself walking him through an explanation. That my friend would be as excited as me and that maybe I would better understand what just happened through this interaction with him. I guess I expected with him being a student at Cedarville he would certainly be able to help me understand what just happened.
As my friend drove away I was emotionally drained. Sitting on that tree and knowing I had just had confirmation that God was real, Jesus was real and how big of an idiot I have been not really believing all my life and now I have my proof and was able to share it. What an emotional high knowing God truly exist was being juxtaposed against an emotional low of seeing how little impact my story had on my friend and a Christian. ( Later my friend told me he didn’t know if I was playing a joke on him or what. Because what I was telling him was so out of character for me.)
Well, I had a mess to cleanup. That tree needed to be loaded into my trailer and carted off to my house. I decided to put it out of my mind for awhile, get the wood home and then in the quiet of my house I would think more about what just transpired.
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