I may not make it on the Nice List...

Have I told you before that I am the worst person ever? Oh I am.

Once I took one of those say-the-first-thing-that-comes-to-mind thingys and when asked,"One thing you are not?" I said,"Nice."

Seriously. That was the first thing that came to my mind. I know. I need all kinds of help.

The reason I am telling you, is because recently I felt I had the right to whine and be pitiful and be completely sure that God does not love me - there is no way. Oh why didn't He do this and this and this so that my life would be complete and happy and if all those things happened everything would be perfect.

Now, I would have said good grief not this again! For the love! How many times do we go over and over and over this same. old. thing.

But not God. Oh He IS nice.

He said to me, "What's in your hand?" Well, actually He said it first to Moses- Exodus 4:2.

What?

What's in my hand?

And Moses (maybe) looked in his hand and said (well it's just this regular old) shepherd's rod. (Why?)

Then guess what? God worked flat out miracles with that regular old staff. He straight up did things we couldn't even make up. Better than fiction.

What's in my hand?

A ton. That's what.