New Age Spirituality Morning Has Been All Night Coming Part 88

New Age Spirituality Morning Has Been All Night Coming Part 88

“Yes,” Marla joined in. “Ask God any questions you want. He never refuses to​ answer, although sometimes, He does not offer explanations. This can be frustrating, but that’s how you’ll learn.”

“I’ve longed to​ see Him again,” I said. “There are so many things I want to​ know and, yet, all the questions I had are gone from my mind. This is​ ridiculous, you know.” Before either one could answer the receptionist came over and spoke. “You may go in​ now. The usual meeting room, Gideon.”

“Thanks,Mary,” said Gideon as​ he stood up. Marla and I followed him down a​ well-lit hallway to​ a​ door marked “President and Chairman of​ the Board.” Gideon knocked, turned the door knob and entered. I followed behind Marla. The office was elegant and unpretentiously decorated and, if​ I remembered correctly,it had the same celestial blue carpeting. The large desk and the office files, however, were gone. Now it​ seemed more like a​ living room than an​ office.

As we stood there, the door at​ the opposite end opened and in​ walked a​ beautiful young woman. I have seen many gorgeous women in​ my lifetime, but never had I seen one as​ ravishing as​ this creature approaching us. She must be God’s secretary or​ assistant, I surmised. She seemed to​ flow into the room with a​ grace usually possessed by royalty. Her long dress radiated with the colors of​ the rainbow and her hair accentuated the beauty of​ her face. This must be the most exquisite woman in​ the universe. Finding myself spellbound by her beauty,I just stared in​ awe. “Please sit,” she said with a​ gentle voice and a​ warm smile. We all made ourselves comfortable, Gideon and Marla on the sofa while I took the straight-back chair. The woman sat on the floor in​ front of​ us. This seemed rather odd, since there were other vacant chairs about. No one bothered to​ introduce us, but I assumed that was an​ oversight. I noticed Marla and Gideon looking at​ me with what could charitably be called amusement. I, personally, didn’t see anything funny in​ the situation.

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