God Is an Englishman
God Is an Englishman is the title of a book. The book is a novel. The title is intriguing. I suspect that it’s not a spiritual book, however, but rather an old-fashioned novel. I should read it some time to give it a chance.
A synonym for Englishman, in many contexts, would be gentleman.
I am here to say that God is a Gentleman.
In my personal Godwriting (I call it mine, the Godwriting where I tell God what’s going on with me, and ask Him what He make of it) God is unfailingly courtly. When I thank Him for something, He inevitably says: “It’s My pleasure,” or, “How welcome you are,” or, simply, “You’re welcome.”
But when God says even such routine words, each word has extra power.
God really doesn’t have to say much, and He accomplishes wonders.
He calms, and He uplifts. He makes me think off: “He leadeth me to lie down beside still waters.”
And He also leads me to jump in and go deeper and deeper into the Ocean.
What a God we have.
What a God we have — that sounds as though I think I own God, that He’s mine, belongs to me. Of course, He’s everyone’s. He is definitely ours. He is, as I understand it, the only thing we do own. We don’t really own Him, but there’s something of Him we own. What is it? I guess it’s His love that we own, His abounding love.
Thank You, God.
Godwriting is a blog by Gloria Wendroff and is about Gloria's daily life as the Godwriter of the Heavenletters project that is having a profound effect on the lives of people around the world.
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