Once there was a very pious man who wanted to know God personally and so he asked an appointment with God. God allowed him to have this personal meeting. Since the pious man was a journalist he wanted to interview God and so he asked following questions and God answered him in the following way.
Pious Journalist: - First of all I thank you for giving me a chance to meet you and have this interview with you. First of all I would like to know what is your real name oh God?
God: - I think my son Jesus has told you my real name. As He said my real name is Abba or Dear Darling Daddy in your language.
Pious Journalist: - Oh I see that is your real name. Then how will be your face oh God?
God: - Oh what a question you ask. My real face is Jesus because He is the visible image of the invisible God.
Pious Journalist:- That is wonderful and then what will be your heart oh God?
God: - You don’t know my heart my friend. My heart is full of Love, burning love for all human beings especially sinners.
Pious Journalist:- In that case how will be your eyes oh my God?
God:- You look at me and see now. My eyes are full of compassion. So you can see and say compassions are my eyes.
Pious Journalist:- Yes I see your eyes are compassionate than any compassion I found in the world. Then what will be your tongue or speech?
God:- You can hear now how I speak and how do you find it? Are they not full of mercy? Yes my tongue is mercy.
Pious Journalist: - I hear your voice of mercy and so then what are your hands oh God?
God: - My hands are full of tenderness and I touch people with tenderness and kindness.
Pious Journalist: - That seems to be so beautiful and then what are your feet oh God?
God: - I am very quick in forgiving and so hastiness is my feet. I am very quick to run to the sinner who is struggling for forgiveness.
Pious Journalist:- Oh my God you are so wonderful and then what will be your arms like?
God: - My arms are always open to embrace every sinner who returns to me. So openness is my arms.
Pious Journalist: - At last I have another question to you and I shall be satisfied with your answers. What is your age oh God?
God: - My age is eternity. I live forever for you all. This is my age. Now I bless you forever and ever.
The Pious Journalist went away so happy for having known his loving God. Let us also make our prayers a real meeting with our living and merciful God.
Pious Journalist: - First of all I thank you for giving me a chance to meet you and have this interview with you. First of all I would like to know what is your real name oh God?
God: - I think my son Jesus has told you my real name. As He said my real name is Abba or Dear Darling Daddy in your language.
Pious Journalist: - Oh I see that is your real name. Then how will be your face oh God?
God: - Oh what a question you ask. My real face is Jesus because He is the visible image of the invisible God.
Pious Journalist:- That is wonderful and then what will be your heart oh God?
God: - You don’t know my heart my friend. My heart is full of Love, burning love for all human beings especially sinners.
Pious Journalist:- In that case how will be your eyes oh my God?
God:- You look at me and see now. My eyes are full of compassion. So you can see and say compassions are my eyes.
Pious Journalist:- Yes I see your eyes are compassionate than any compassion I found in the world. Then what will be your tongue or speech?
God:- You can hear now how I speak and how do you find it? Are they not full of mercy? Yes my tongue is mercy.
Pious Journalist: - I hear your voice of mercy and so then what are your hands oh God?
God: - My hands are full of tenderness and I touch people with tenderness and kindness.
Pious Journalist: - That seems to be so beautiful and then what are your feet oh God?
God: - I am very quick in forgiving and so hastiness is my feet. I am very quick to run to the sinner who is struggling for forgiveness.
Pious Journalist:- Oh my God you are so wonderful and then what will be your arms like?
God: - My arms are always open to embrace every sinner who returns to me. So openness is my arms.
Pious Journalist: - At last I have another question to you and I shall be satisfied with your answers. What is your age oh God?
God: - My age is eternity. I live forever for you all. This is my age. Now I bless you forever and ever.
The Pious Journalist went away so happy for having known his loving God. Let us also make our prayers a real meeting with our living and merciful God.
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