“I see you’re trying to be funny, Gideon,” I said. “I’ll always have time for God. It’s an honor to have Him visit. By the way, what do you mean—God visits the neighbors’ homes, too?”
“He visits all homes, but not all see Him. He speaks to all,but not all hear Him. He has visited your home so many times that it’s almost as if He lives there. He also lives in your neighbors’ homes, in homes in every city and village. He lives everywhere, John.”
“If He lives here, why, then, does He have to visit? Stop talking in riddles, Gideon, and please answer in simple sentences,” I demanded.
“I wasn’t joking,” he replied in a more serious tone of voice. “I was just trying to get you to think. The simplicity of the matter is that God is everywhere, but not everyone is aware of His presence. Later today, He will visit you in a way that will always remind you of His closeness. It seems that you always have to see to believe, but I tell you, believe and you will see.”
“Then I’d better get busy and mow the lawn and straighten the —”
He did not let me finish. “No, No, There’s no need for special preparations. You don’t have to do anything out of the ordinary. God always sees you as you are and as you can be.”
“At least,” I said, “I should pick up some cake and some fresh ground coffee.”
Gideon’s laugh resonated through the telephone. “I’m sure that coffee and pastry are quite high on God’s priority list of concerns,” he said. “Come on, John, forget about those things, just expect God’s visit this afternoon around, shall we say, four o’clock. Will that timing suit you?” “Anytime God wants to visit me suits me just fine,” I responded nervously. “But, Gideon, what about the children? Will they be able to meet Him, too?”
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