Talking to God

The other night I was in bed talking to God, as you do. I do this most nights, and it’s normally a one-way conversation. I think that’s because God is a really good listener, and that he likes hearing me talk to him.

But anyway, I was feeling a little down about my ‘proper’ prayer times and reading my Bible when the thought came to me: I generally talk to God more than any other person. Out side of work commitments that is. The only exception being my wife, and children.

This got me thinking, with God often being taught as being a jealous God that wants to be first in our lives, in everything, should I be talking to God more often than I talk to my wife?

Or is my wife a glorious gift from God, that I have been blessed with the job of caring for her (and by extension our children) and there fore when I spend quality time talking to and listening to them, I’m actually some how spending time with God?

aimee wins cross country

Aimee's school had their annual cross country race this morning, so I departed from work in sunny Airport Oaks and made my way south to Papakura South, where the rain clouds were forming. Rain clouds were a bad sign as I was in shorts and t-shirt.

Oh well, it wouldn't rain that hard would it?

But rain aside, Aimee was in the junior girls race, and she stared out pretty well, getting to the front of the group before one of her shoes came flying off. This threw her slightly but i encouraged her to keep going so she used her next stride to kick the other shoe off and make her way back to the front.

About half way round she was back in the lead and won with a convincing margin, and enough energy to have done a couple more laps.

On the way back to work I dropped by home to put on a dry t-shirt.

Aimee, you rock.

Best mate

With the arrival of Vodafone’s best mate service, both Dione and I signed up for the $6 phone-all-you-like deal, so that we could phone each other as much as we wanted with out worrying about the cost.

It seemed like a reasonable thing to do, we’d always be contactable to each other.

Five minutes after signing up however my phone started to vibrate in my pocket whilst I was reading in the lounge. I pulled it out and answered the call. It was Dione, she wanted me to come down to the kitchen.