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Father God DOES sit on a cloud! :-)

 

Me:  Father, what is on Your heart?

Father: Come on up.

Me:  [I saw Father sitting on a cloud. He reached out His hand and I climbed up on the cloud.  I didn’t see details but I knew it was Him.  I noticed Him sitting on a dark brown wooden chair.]  A chair made of wood?? [I saw Him shrug and sensed that He can make anything special.]

Father:  Do you want Me to make it gold?

Me:  No need. [Then I noticed that He was smoking a cigar!]  A cigar?!

Father:  Yes. {He took a puff.] Do you think I would put toxins in My lungs?   Here, try one. [He placed a cigar in my hand.  My first thought was ‘no way’, but then I thought ‘I’m supposed to be an explorer; I’m supposed to try new things.  So I lifted the cigar.] It smells like flowers!

Father:  [Taking another puff.]  That’s correct.

Me:  [I took a puff.] It tastes like honey!

Father:  Taste and see the goodness of God. [And He disappeared.]

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