I sat out back while I burned
a pile of wood debris that has
been wet since February.
This week of sun was my only
chance before the next big
tropical storm rolls in on Friday.
I sat there with an Oliva Master
3 Blend, 5 x 54, in my hand. It
is the third of four in a gift set
from Father’s Day last year.
Obviously, when I stopped
smoking cigars and pipes in
1976, I did not know I was going
to get this gift. Since I was alone
in the back, I thought it was a
good time to talk to God about
the questions on my heart. He
didn’t seem to mind the cigar.
He is a good listener as I did
most of the talking. Well, all of
the talking actually.
I got up a few times to check the
fire and killed two ant hills along
the edge of the patio.
God was still listening. I know
what you want to ask. Did I get
any answers. Not today. Soon.
In God’s time, I will. I asked big
questions; so I expect big answers.
If you ask, you will get an answer.
Not to worry. Long after the last
cigar is gone, God will hear me
and give me answers.