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    God, That Coffee's Good
    God, That Coffee's Good
    God, That Coffee's Good
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    God, That Coffee's Good

    By Mike Root

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    Have you ever wanted to sit down with God and ask him any question that crossed your mind? We all have, because we've asked those questions in our head multiple times throughout our life. In a quaint little coffee shop, over hot mugs of coffee, Mike sits across the table from God, who opens the door to any question. How do you talk to God after a lifetime of talking to him with your eyes closed and receiving no immediate response? Now, you're eye-to-eye, with all expressions, nuances, and animation speaking to you as much as the voice you hear. Does God laugh, joke, and sing? Can you talk with someone who can know every intent of your heart? And what does he look like? Is he the Santa Claus that so many picture him to be? Is he the white robed, white bearded Zeus-type sitting on a marble throne just back from playing Chess with mankind? How would God show himself - in a coffee shop - with an ordinary minister who has spent a lifetime attempting to get others to be attracted to him, seek him, and obey him. How would he answer the questions that have haunted the preacher's mind for decades? He found out - over a cup of coffee.

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherMike Root
    Release dateJul 22, 2014
    ISBN9781310763526
    God, That Coffee's Good
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    Mike Root

    Mike was born and raised in our Nation's capital in the days when one could roam the halls of the Capital and other government buildings freely. As a boy he stood on Pennsylvania Ave and watched the funeral procession for JFK go by, and use to walk past Ford's Theatre on Sunday morning as he walked to church. He finished High School in South Georgia at Georgia Christian School and received a BA in Bible from Harding University in Searcy, Arkansas. He has been in full-time ministry since 1974 and later earned an MA in History from George Mason University, and an MTh from Trinity Theological Seminary. He has worked with churches in Fairfax, VA, Ft. Worth, TX, Antioch, TN, and has been with his present church in Florissant, MO for ten years. He has authored five published books: Spilt Grape Juice, Unbroken Bread, and Empty Baskets are all about worship; Life's Cobwebs and I Knew That are devotional/inspirational books. While in Fairfax, VA, he was a Police Chaplain with the Fairfax County Police Department from 1980 - 1988. He has three married children, nine grandchildren, and is an avid bow hunter - and occasional writer.

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      God, That Coffee's Good - Mike Root

      God, That Coffee's Good

      By Mike Root

      Smashwords Edition

      Copyright © 2014 Mike Root

      All rights reserved. This book or any portion thereof may not be reproduced or used in any manner whatsoever without the express written permission of the publisher except for the use of brief quotations in a book review.

      Printed in the United States of America

      First Printing, 2014

      Ebook formatting by www.ebooklaunch.com

      Table of Contents:

      Chapter One

      Chapter Two

      Chapter Three

      Chapter Four

      Chapter Five

      Chapter Six

      Chapter Seven

      Chapter Eight

      Chapter Nine

      Chapter Ten

      Chapter Eleven

      From the Author

      About the Author

      Chapter One

      The only one sitting alone at a table in the little coffee shop was God. When I walked in, he was sitting cross-legged beside a small round table sipping a steaming cup of coffee. I'm ashamed to say that my first thought was Did he pay for that? and then I bet he doesn't have to ask for refills!

      He smiled at me as I stopped a few feet from the table. Hi, Mike, he said. I'm glad you came to see me. When I didn't move he smiled again and said, Leave the shoes on, and yes, I paid for the coffee. He laughed. A gentle, fatherly laugh, like the kind I gave when my then five year old daughter declared that she was going to grow up and become a vegetarian. I knew she meant veterinarian, but love fills in the blanks. How many times had God done that for me.

      I sat down and returned my jaw to its rightful position. He looked so - so normal - so average - so - well, like me. Where was the long white beard and hair? What happened to the glowing white robe and lightning bolts coming from his eyes? He looked like an old friend - a brother - a twin - a favorite professor - a teammate - that Norman Rockwell Dad I always dreamed of.

      So, where you expecting Morgan Freeman or George Burns?

      For a split second my heart stopped. Then the straight face quickly turned into smile wrinkles, and he laughed again. That was a joke, Mike. Relax and let's talk a little bit. What would you like to about?

      WHAT WOULD I LIKE TO TALK ABOUT?! Everything! All the questions I've had for decades. All the questions people asked me that I dodged or danced around, or gave pat answers that I learned from someone else who claimed to have figured it out.

      I took a deep breath and started to say - who knows what I would have said, but he stopped me with his hand like a traffic cop. Before we start, let me be clear. For now, I'm not here to give you the scoop on all the blanks in history, like was there a conspiracy around the JFK assassination or what happened to Jimmy Hoffa. And, I'm not here to explain to you where Cain got his wife or where Noah's ark can be found. I know you'd love to have answers to all the riddles of history, both world history and biblical history, but that will have to wait for a time when there will be no more mysteries - an appropriate place and time when some of these more...pressing things are cleared up for you.

      He gave another reassuring smile. Then he winked and said, And don't ask me about the next election, the Super Bowl, or the stock market trend. Life is supposed to have surprises. He took a sip of coffee and added, If I did that, you might think you could use that knowledge to get rich, and as my favorite preacher once said, 'You can not serve God and money.' Besides, you have much more important things on your heart right now.

      When he saw my smile, he laughed out loud again. Then he folded his arms on the table and said, What do you really want to know?

      Should I ask it or just think it? I blurted out.

      He rocked back and laughed like it was the funniest thing he'd heard in centuries, and that's no exaggeration.

      That's a good one! he said as he settled back on the table. No, I'm interested in communicating with you on your level. As I've done many times in the past, I choose to limit myself so that we can talk person to person. Believe me, there is no way that you could wrap your brain around the fact that I can be everywhere at the same time, yet still be right here with you personally. That's why prayer is such an incredible act of faith. People must believe I hear them no matter how many others around the world are praying at the same time. I am not limited by time and space, unless I choose to be. So I walked in the garden when Adam and Eve were there. I let Moses see me moving away, and I spoke to specific people at specific times, but that never kept me from being everywhere else, and not only that, I'm not restricted to the past, present, or future. I'm choosing to be with you in the present, but I can also look back on this right now if I choose. Clear?

      Like mud, I said. And, yes, he laughed again.

      I'm here now, ready to listen and share with you - now. The only thing that is different for you than when you are talking with anyone else is I know what's going on in your heart. And it's because of what I see there that I'm here. Does that scare you?

      Well, I hemmed, not really. I've known that a long time. Should have known it sooner, but I'm glad I do now.

      He looked me in the eye and suddenly shouted Boo! as his hands fanned out in front of my face. I jumped back and nearly fainted - it took me by such a surprise.

      He cackled and patted my arm. It's good to fear me, he said with a smile, but not because of surprises, but because of who I AM.

      He stared at me for a couple seconds and I knew at once he was reading my heart like it was as newspaper. His laugh wrinkles deepened and his smile widened. Come on, Mike. Isn't it nice to know that you don't have to play any games with me? You don't have to cover up anything or pretend to be something you're not? You've done a good job of recognizing that I was with you all the time - I've known your thoughts, your struggles, and your desire to know me better. I really was always there! Just like you believed I was. So, why should it cause you to be fearful now, when you can clearly see me? He paused and laughed softly. With raised eyebrows he said, You were planning on seeing me for all eternity weren't you?

      And he laughed! Then I laughed because he was right and he knew that I knew it was a rhetorical question!

      You're right, I spit out as I laughed. Then I added, unintentionally, Praise the Lord!

      Thank you! And we both cracked up even more.

      And by the way, he added with a sudden serious face, I'm always right.

      I froze like the proverbial deer in the headlights, but he just as suddenly patted my arm and broke into a heavier laughter. And I did too. Who would have thought it? A God-joke!

      When I composed myself, I realized that this wasn't the way I had expected my meeting with God to be. I had a quick pang of sadness as I discovered how little I really knew about him. With all the deeply theological and eternal questions that were swimming around in

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