Called
How can I write a book in a Coffee Shop? Noise of people
laughing and talking, dishes, cutlery, loud music… At least now they don't
bother me so much with "do you wish to have anything else?". I still have
to wait 3 hours before I can go back home, I'm not complaining because I have
been learning a lot with these delays.
I would like to write non-stop. After all I've got so much to
say. I'm not a man of many words and I keep a lot to myself, but that doesn't
mean I don't like to make myself heard. I'm in the third stage of my life (but
it’s not the last, pay attention!) then comes the fourth, the fifth, and so on.
After all, there are still wonderful things about to happen in the future (near
and far).
In my youth, what happened to me is that I was too churchy, amazingly
so! Very self-righteous, I could be cruel and vindictive. However I loved Jesus
and I loved God, I said many times that He was my best friend. My daily prayer
was, “Your will be done.” And He always answered my prayers, except I didn't
know that His will was to get me out of that churchy Babylon I was into, God
hates that spirit. He replied indeed to this prayer but in way that I had never
imagined.
