I woke up this morning and called God “Dude.”
I’m pretty freestyling when I talk to my Creator; I know he wants our conversation with him to be real.
I’ve had a bucket load of stuff going on the last few days. When I woke up this morning, not knowing where I was but having a series of events immediately busting into my brain’s thought pattern, I said, “God, Dude, I’ve got to have you show up in a significant way today!”
I’ve been hanging with and around folks in their twenties and thirties for the last two days. “Dude” is used as much as “and” and “the” in normal conversation. It had to have been that influence.
(I’ll wager he is smiling a Mona Lisa smile!)
As they say, “no disrespect intended…”