“You can interrupt me at anytime and ask questions. Don’t be afraid to speak. Because I am God, I don’t become offended or feel insulted.I wish my children would interrupt me more often. Now, as I was saying, in this world of change you have chosen to be here… .”

“Chosen to be here, Lord? How could we possibly have chosen to be born?”

“Do you think for one instant that you appeared out of nothingness into the body you currently have? No, you existed before and will continue to exist after your body is gone. And as to the choosing process… .”

I interrupted Him again. “Pardon me, but are you saying that we were living, thinking beings before we were born? And that we chose to be here? I mean, how come we don’t remember?”

“First,” God answered, “If you insist on the framework of time as you understand it in a before and after continuum yes, you were conscious energy beings before this earth life.

“Because of thechallenges and opportunities for growth and experimentation in an earth life, many chose to come here. You chose the country, the period of history, your parents and even your friends. You made an agreement prior to your birth. The agreement took place at levels that you don’t consciously remember. But the higher self of you, the self which knows me well, understands and remembers.

“If your conscious self would listen to your higher, innerself, you’d have the answers to many of your questions. You’d be guided in times of stress and comforted in times of sorrow. It is I who speak to you with the still small voice. Even in your loneliest moments you’re never alone.Even in the depths of the furnace of affliction I’m there with you.”

“Lord, I have a million questions,” I said. “I don’t know where to start.”

“Why don’t we continue our conversation in a place you’d really enjoy?Would you like to go on a short trip? I think you’ll enjoy it.”

“Certainly,” I said, “Wherever You go, I want to go.”

God looked at Gideon and Marla and nodded. Immediately I felt a shimmering sensation and our surroundings disappeared.

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