Consuming God's Word

I’m a slow eater.

Granted, I have my unladylike moments when wolfing down McD's French fries by the bundles with the tenacity and elegance of a woodchuck. Or when eating popcorn which, in public will be eaten one or two puffs at a time. In private, however, skillfully stuffing an entire handful is customary, as precious salty morsels tumble mournfully to the floor.

My relationship with Christ?

"My relationship with Christ? 
Wha-ya-mean? 

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“Tell me about your relationship with Christ?” 

My "relationship" with Christ?  swish . . . swish . . . swish . . . swish . . . 

I could hear my heart beat in my ears.  

The words caught me off guard as the unsuspecting woman seated next to me innocently prodded my empty soul. My failed attempt that afternoon in 1983 at a Christian Women's event haunted me for years to come, as I stumbled through carefully chosen words and actions.

• I've known about Him since I was a child
• Gone to church "most" of my life (when my parents took me) 
• Currently looking for a church (straight up lie) 
• God is good! --- Nod and smile --- He's so good! --- Nod and smile!!  

God's word in Ecclesiastes tells us "There is a time to speak and a time to be silent". (Eccl. 3:7) This is one of those times I should have remained silent and didn't; but then again, I wouldn't have had this story to write today, would I?