I had remembered the times when I had wanted to sit with Him and had wanted to have the day long conversations with him!
I had remembered the times when I had wanted to lie on His lap and wanted to go to sleep, feeling safe and secure in my heart!
I had remembered the times when I had called out to Him for help and support!
I had also remembered the times when I had called out to Him due to the darkness in my room, due to the lightning outside my home, due to my car tire getting punctured in the mid-journey towards somewhere and …
How many millions of times I must have remembered God and how many millions of ways He must have taken care of me, with or without my knowledge?
God was silent on the other end and I could imagine him smiling at all the thoughts that were running thro my head in a minute…obviously, He knew!
And then He had spoken: “You are correct my dear girl! I was with you all the time, whenever you had called me and whenever you hadn't called me too!”
“…then why you didn't bother to talk to me till today?”
“A time has to come for everything my dear!”
“Do you love me, God?”
“Of course, my dear, of course, it goes without saying!”
At that point of time, the door bell had started ringing incessantly and God had asked me to answer the door, before we continue our conversation.
There was no one at the door and annoyed, I went running back to the receiver to hear the God's voice! I said hello so many times, but God had seemed to be occupied with some other work of His! In the meanwhile, the bell was ringing again. I went back to the door finding no one in the vicinity of my home!
“What's cooking?”
I ran back to my room and had found that the receiver was replaced to its hook and my husband was standing there with a stupid grin on his face. Being an intelligent person, I could add the right figures and could come up with a right solution to the issue in hand!
“How could you do this to me? I had really believed that it was God who came calling me!”
The disappointment and reproach in my voice must have made him to feel guilty!
“I just thought that you were over worked and needed a bit of a distraction. I had wanted to give you an interesting break! I had never really thought that you would take it this seriously!”
These past months, rather the past couple of years had been too hectic for both of us, work-wise! We had started drifting apart gradually! It was as though we were just staying together simply because it was easy and comfortable to stay with someone whom you knew and trust, rather than searching for a brand new relationship and devote the time for its nourishment! If we could have had that kind of time, we could even have cemented our existing relationship!
It is not that we don't love each other: it is just that our life had started moving around our work schedule so much. While I was not traveling, he was and while I was at home at nights, he was working in the office: working in the software industry, his timings were erratic and sometimes, it took us weeks to just look at each other for more than a couple of hours!
Sure, there was money and comforts in our life and we had a nice home, but even after five years of our marriage, we had no children to share all the luxuries with.
Somehow, I had felt moved by all his meticulous arrangements of “making the God to come and meet me as I was where I was basis” and of my initial disbelief having turned into belief and my having started asking questions to the “God” on a couple of things…I had laughed out aloud!
“So all these details are of your making…huh!”
He had smiled sheepishly!
Somehow, we had started talking. The huge communication gap that was there in our marriage had vanished as though in seconds! My husband had packed his friends off from our home and in the meanwhile, I had changed into the dress in which I was supposed to meet God! We had talked on for hours and had gone out for a nice dinner; followed by a long drive to places I had never even known had existed in my own locality!
My husband had poured his heart out on so many things that had happened to him during “the gap in our communication” period! He was talking about getting a promotion in his job and how much it means to him and how much it shall make our future secure for us and for our children too! I had started telling him all the happenings in my job, in our neighborhood, the broken gadgets in our home, the repair works I had undertaken for so many things he might not even have noticed till now, on the garden and on the million and odd things only a woman can do and notice and by the end of it all, I had told him as to how much I had really missed him at home most of the time!
We had realized that our love for each other was much stronger now than it was ever before! He wanted to earn more just to take care of me and our future life together! I had done so many things for the home simply because I wanted him to feel comfortable when he would reach home tired by the end of the hard day's work!
It is as though the “God's so-called meeting with me” was the much needed miracle in our lives for us to start talking with each other and to understand our love for each other in a much better way!
May be, God did meet me in His own sweet way on that day!
