Saturday, February 19, 2011
God Drinks Starbucks
I watched for several minutes, not able to pull myself away. I couldn't shake the feeling that I was somehow looking at myself sometime in the future. A wave of peaceful calm washed over me, like a sudden realization; a moment of clarity, of presence… perfection. God was speaking to me… softly but he was clearly there in this moment with me.
Soon the man confidently stood, plucked his Oakleys from the table, and turned to look directly into my eyes and smiled. I somehow knew at that very moment that the best part of my life is still yet to come.