Chatting Over Spilled Coffee

God has been speaking so much to me and I feel if I don't dump this on 'paper' I wont be able to receive more. Im overflowing. I'm sure you know how that feels. I've been jotting down notes on random pieces of paper. It's a miracle that I didn't crash because many times, it would be while driving.

Of course, these are all puzzle pieces that I collect, and I'm not sure what the picture will look like at the end. But I believe it will be an amazing work of His art.

I was introduced to a person who was once "me", as she put it. "Very spiritual, God loving, church going, following-all-the-rule- of-the-book type of girl." I have known her now for maybe a couple of months, and we have been chatting about life and other unsolved mysteries. Now, as she puts it, "I fell out of love." After personal trials and hardship she has overcome, she actually drew closer to God, but now, she feels "cold hearted" she feels her heart is "hardened" and while she still believes we are intricately designed by "a Higher Power" she doesnt really care whether there is a God or not.

ouch.

So, now that you have that, I started to pray for her. I didnt pray intently on a daily basis or anything. Just when the Holy Spirit prompted me to (a brief flash of her name in my brain)is how.

I have been reading my one year bible and sometimes I was ahead of the game, and now, I'm chasing those dates. What I find mind boggling is this:

I've been reading Job. the umptieth time. I was able to draw different lessons from it. This time in particular it was (in a nutshell) it's ok to complain to God when it hurts. Secondly, I found that his friends were saying some great things that were greatly wrong. Also that if I had not known the behind-the-scene situation of God testing Job, I would probably say the same things to Job...

Now, one night we were up talking until about 130am. while she was expressing her feelings, or lack thereof...I was experiencing an amazing work of God in this: The "comfort" words or "wise" words I wanted to say were actually the cheap and degrading words of Jobs' 'friends'. Every time I was about to say something like "God is perfect and, well, we are not." God told me to be quiet and listen. Then, when I wanted to say "God is perfect and allows things in our life for many reasons, more than just you." God told me to say "It's ok to come to Him and complain."

Just come to Him. Even if you are struggling with faith. Even if it is to say "God, I have a hard time understanding this, or believing in You." God will show you.

why the title? because we always chat over coffee. This time, I spilled it on my shirt. but everything else? it was Perfect.