God is not the Ice Cream Man
When I take a shower – I get to reflect on the previous day, or the upcoming day or circumstances I’m in. It’s quiet, and distraction free. God meets me there, but not in a weird way.
I have been thinking about relationships, and the things that surround them. I have been thinking about friends and their lives, and how to encourage them. I’ve been thinking about God and what His presence looks like. And I realized something.
God isn’t the guy who drives the Ice Cream truck.
Swift Kick in The Keister
Yo, listen. Stop feeling sorry for yourself. Stop being desperate. Stop craving attention or interaction, or companionship.
Stop seeking false pity, or empty compliments. It’s unbecoming – but not uncommon. I fall guilty of this often, too. Even Divinely inspired authors fell victim to these behaviours: