PRISONER EXPRESS

Just suppose for a moment that you could speak with God and He would answer you back. Just suppose you could ask him "why?"

My whole life or as far back as I can remember I've wondered what is beyond this reality. When I was about four or five years old, I used to wonder what came before there was the "here and now." I would go to this closet that was the darkest, quietest place in the whole house. It was so dark in there that when I closed the door after I was inside, stuffed a blanket in the bottom of the door, and sat with my back to it, I almost felt nothingness. And even though I knew I only needed to turn around, I still felt nothing.

That knowledge gave me my first vision of what it must be life to be God. It showed me that all He would have to do is face me from within His dark place. I mean, if He is the light, everything around Him must be darkness.