Dreams of God-----Guy

I had another strange dream last night. I dreamt that I met God. I guess that means I dreamt that I was dead; but that's just semantics. God wasn't anything like I had expected. He was tall, taller than anyone I'd ever seen and so very skinny. He looked like a giant scarecrow in a very nice suit, not frail but not nearly as powerful as I had always imagined.


When he stepped toward me I realized how powerful he actually was. I feel to my knees, too afraid to run, but he knelt beside me. Even knelt down he was taller than anyone I had ever seen, so tall that I couldn't clearly make out his face. He was clean shaven, 'I remember thinking wow, God look pretty good for a man in his eons.'


Tears filled my eyes. I couldn't really figure out why. Because I was afraid, because I was stunned. He placed his palm upon my shoulder, his fingers stretched almost all the way down my back and then it hit me. I was standing in front of God and I had no idea what to say. What type of loser does that make me? Anyone would have done anything or everything to be in my shoes. To ask just one question, to give one suggestion and here I am crying as the Lord looked down upon me.


God spoke then, a deep boisterous voice that seemed impossible to come out of that skinny body. "Relax there, buddy. Calm down, just a little. Look up at me." I tried my best to stare into his eyes but they shone as bright as the sun and i had to look away. "Shhh... it's okay there, buddy. Take your time."


I looked toward his chest, it was the best i could manage but somehow I knew he was smiling at me. "God..." I had finally come up with a question but was afraid to ask.


"Go ahead, buddy." God spoke smoothly, encouraging me... urging me to continue.


"Do you love me?"


He was a silent for a moment, then he squeezed my shoulder and pulled me to my feet. "I really don't think I do anymore, buddy."
I stood there with no idea how to react. I wanted to scream. I wanted to die. I wanted to make him stop calling me buddy, but for some reason I just stood there trembling silently as he walked away.


I was surrounded by a vast darkness of white when he left. White nothingness as far as the eye could see. This was what was left without go, without love. This was what was left when only I remained.


I woke up tired alone and realized that wasn't going to change... ever.

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