The noon hour arrived faster than I thought— so lost was I in my work that I didn’t notice the time passing. I pushed myself away from my desk and made my way to the backyard, grabbing a red apple off the kitchen counter. I sunk my teeth into its flesh—holding it in my mouth as I opened the sliding door with both hands.
I flopped down onto one of the chaise lounges and took another bite of the apple. “I’m on my lunch break God—you know, working from home.” I took off my shoes and socks, wiggling my toes in the warm sun. “Are you going to join me? I called out.
“Yes, of course. Be right there,” God shouted from the other side of the fence.
“What’s taking you so long?” I inquired.
God finally opened the gate and came in the yard, a bit out of breath. “I’m here. I’m here,” He said and got comfy in the chaise next to me.
“What’s up?” I asked. “You sound like you’ve been running.”
“Oh, It’s a lot of work taking care of a universe.”
“I bet. You want an apple? I asked. “There are some more in the kitchen.” I pointed to the screen door. “I can go get you one.”
“No, thanks, I’m good,” He answered. “Let’s just relax a little while,” He suggested.
“Sure thing. It’s always good to hang out with you, ” I said. God smiled at me— the light so bright from His eyes that I had to close mine—the fire in His heart so intense that it melted mine wide open.