Naked Reality: Me, God, and Fast Food

Last night I did not feel like cooking so I said let me make this easier for myself and pick up some food so I can eat and hit the bed. It's getting late. I decided to get some "Cook-out" because it's good, cheap, and while still not health conscious, it had some decent choices to get SOME nutrition. As I left the crib, I heard Father (God) say to me: Maybe you should get Chinese food instead. It's only a couple bucks more.

I'm thinking to myself, I don't want to wait for them to make it and I don't want to spend the extra money.

Father: How about you just swing by the place and if they're still open-- get it? If not, you can just take the other route to Cook-out.

Me, still being hard-headed and wondering why God was so ADAMANT about me not getting some fast-food, I said-- "I'm just going to get the Cook-out". It's late and this will be quick. What is the big deal? And I usually listen to Father but come on, it's FAST FOOD and I want food fast right now!

His EXACT response (verbatim): "I DON'T LIKE THIS DECISION FOR YOU.. BUT BY ALL MEANS.."

I went about my drive and when I got there, I was somewhat surprised to see the line wrapped around the building. Usually goes pretty quick, so I'll chalk it up. Well, I sat in the drive thru for at least 15 minutes, eventually got my order, and started back on my way home. I was somewhat happy because you can TELL the food was hot and fresh and I was hungry and ready to eat but half way home, something told me to look in the bag. I wanted an onion ring lol. INSTEAD, I was greeted by FRIES and other shit that was NOT MINE.

Now, I am instantly PISSED! "I sat in that damn line for all that time, I'm half way home, it's almost midnight now and I ain't got time for this shit!" Swinging my car back around full speed, ready to hand they ass to them, I go to the walk-up window, cause I damn sure ain't staying in the drive-thru line again!

"I just came through the drive-thru-- and I got the WRONG order."

Everyone standing there is staring at me because I am obviously pissed but still collected. As these simps tried to correct my order, I'm looking in the window watching them. I just happened to look over and I see a fucking roach-- the size of a New York City rat crawling on the damn soda machine. Mannn... that was it. My pissed-offness went through the roof.

I tapped shorty next to me and said, "Did you see that big ass roach". She was like WHERE? And she kept slowly turning her head back and forth between me and the soda machine..... The look on her face was so fucking priceless, it made me laugh hysterically! It really did... and I needed that in that moment to put some ice on me.

Needless to say, I did not have much of a dinner. I couldn't stand to eat after observing the human sized roach in such proximity to my vittles.

On the way home, I tried to avoid breaking the silence but I couldn't help but acknowledge the facts.

::smirk:: "You were right... I guess that's another win for you.."

Father: "I always... always.. take the win."

I shared this story to just say that having God as your designated driver in life is the pair of eyes you don't have, the light in the dark, and the voice in the silence. I've learned how deep His love goes a long time ago and I will forever remain in that. It just goes to show you how much He is with you and Loves u even when it comes down to the simple things... like fast food.

He surely hasn't lost one yet.

(Side note: In case you're wondering how I "hear" God, you hear God in your consciousness. The same way you can hear yourself talk in your head without using your voice is the same way you hear Him. His voice is very distinctive. When He speaks, you will know the difference between your own consciousness and Him. Look up stories of people "hearing God's voice for the first time")