While I was eating dinner in the University Mall before my shift at Forever 21, I was reading a book called "A Conversation with God." It's an interesting book that documents a man's personal revelations. While most of the main points agree with Mormon doctrines, somethings are a bit off. But it's an interesting read nonetheless. As I was contemplating the vast expanse of the universe and God's booming voice, I was suddenly approached by the young man I had bought my dinner from.
"Hi," he said.
"Hello," I replied with a smile.
"I was just wondering if I could use your phone."
"Oh, well, sure," I stammer, "I mean, the problem is that whatever number you dial, you have to save it first because my phone is a little ghetto." I have a feeling I've explained too much as he replies.
"That's not a problem. I was just going to call God and tell him that I've found one of his angels."
You can imagine how big my smile was. I beamed. I felt so unique, so special, like a treasure. And it's not that I know this guy, or that he even knows me. Or even that we'll become best friends and then fall in love and get married. None of those possibilities matter. But what is significant is that he would take the time to lift me up and remind me that people are kind and aware of others (despite what we sometimes believe about this world being cold and cruel).
And so I learned something. Maybe it is that easy to reach God. Maybe all we have to do is pick up the phone and dial. I know it's been a while since I took the time to listen, so I believe this was just God's way of leaving me a message.
** Update on this experience. One of my friends was working in the same mall a few months later and had this exact same conversation. I guess I fell for a tried and true practice at least! Hahahahahha Life is interesting!
