For a moment I was stunned. Then I remembered that many people refer to their bosses as “god,” and so, I quickly regained my composure.I looked over to the person sitting behind the desk. He seemed to be middle-aged, possessing a powerful presence about him. His hair was jet black and his eyes dark and piercing, somewhat like Gideon’s. Yet,as I looked at him a little more carefully, his hair now appeared to be lighter and his eyes blue. Must be some trick of the light, I thought.

He rose from his chair, shook my hand and said,”Glad you could come. My thanks to Marla and Gideon for getting you here. I’ve been waiting for your visit for a long time.”

I mumbled something to the effect that it was also good to be here and that I’d been looking forward to this meeting. The one known as “God” was informally dressed not even a tie although his shirt appeared to be expertly tailored and there was an unrecognizable insignia over the right pocket.He motioned for us to sit and asked whether we’d care for something to drink. None of us wanted anything,so I sat anxiously waiting for someone to start the conversation. My entire being was focused on getting some financial help for my company.

Gideon spoke up. “John, you don’t seem to understand. This isn’t a joke. You’re in the presence of God. I mean, The God with a capital ‘G’.” I started feeling queasy. It was im- possible for anyone to be speaking face-to-face with God. That only happened in movies and books, but not in real life. Reason dictated that this was all nonsense. Yet, there was a part of me that said it was all right for me to believe, at least for the time being, that there was more to this than met the eye. My curiosity prevailed and I decided to accept all this for a while to see where it would take me.

God spoke this time. The voice was neither too high nor too low and resounded with a vibrant life force. “John,” He said,”Even now, you still don’t believe that I am who they say
I am, right?”

“Well,some things are very hard to believe,” I replied.

“I understand. However, make yourself comfortable because we’ll be here for a little while. Excuse me. I’ll be back in a few seconds.” With that he got up and left the room.

At that moment the words from Alice in Wonderland came to mind “I’m mad. You’re mad. We’re all mad here.” Perhaps, I was just dreaming.

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