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To Ask or Not Ask Is No Option (standard:humor, 910 words)
Author: GodspenmanAdded: Jul 24 2022Views/Reads: 238/122Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)
I am also learning what to ask and what not to ask when it comes to my relationship with God. Learning what questions God will answer goes a long way in my Christian experience and it saves me a lot of time. Most of my prayer time, up until now, has been

You would think I would have learned all I needed to learn at my age.
However, each day I learn something I did not know the day before. So 
much of my new learning is still connected to being married to The 
Gracious Mistress of the Parsonage. 

I know, for example, that she is not soliciting information when she
asks a question. So many times, I forget and walk into that trap. 

Last week, for instance, The Gracious of the Parsonage looked out the
living room window and sighed very deeply and then looking at me said, 
"Why is it so hot out there today?" 

Under normal circumstances, but what is normal these days, I would have
realized this was not a question to be answered. But, without thinking, 
I looked at her and said, "It's Florida, and it's the middle of the 
summer, and that's why it's so hot out there." 

I then put on one of my typical smiles, and winked at her. 

Not a good thing to do in this situation. 

"Do you think that is funny?" she said with both hands on her hips and
staring at me. 

I then remembered that a woman asking you questions is not soliciting an
answer. If only I could remember that, I could keep myself out of a lot 
of difficulties. 

"I know it's summer, and I know we're in Florida, but I wasn't asking
for your opinion." 

For me, it is not easy to know when she is asking and when she is not
asking a question. So to answer one of her questions means I have to 
give her an opinion of mine. But, of course, that is never on the 

Recently we had an appointment across town, so my wife drove, and I sat
in the passenger side. The traffic was heavy, and people were driving 
rather crazy. At one intersection, a car almost ran into us, and on my 
part, I lost all my heebie-jeebies. 

My wife said, "What is wrong with people today? Why are they so crazy?" 

I cleared my throat, and then she looked at me and said, "That was not a
question I want you to answer. So keep your opinion to yourself." 

I looked out the window and started to chuckle. I did not realize I was
chuckling; it just came naturally. 

"What are you chuckling about?" she said. 

Now I am in one of those marital dilemmas. Is she asking a question she
wants me to answer, or did she set me up? 

I spoke up and said, "Look over there. Is that a Hobby Lobby store?" 

The atmosphere in the vehicle changed automatically. She looked in my
direction and asked me a question I knew she wanted me to answer, 
"Where's the Hobby Lobby?" 

Sometimes when you answer a question with a question you get completely
out of the swamp, you are sinking in. 

For the next several minutes, she talked about why she wanted to visit
Hobby Lobby and all the things she wanted to check on and maybe even 
purchase. So I just sat back in my seat and smiled, knowing I had 
missed the bombshell that time. 

When the vehicle atmosphere got quiet, I knew I had to do something to
diverge the energy, so I simply said, "Is that a new thrift store? I 
don't think I've ever seen that one before." 

Well, the conversation focused on the thrift store, and I learned
everything there was to know about that thrift store and all of the 
stuff she bought there in the past. And even her plans to go and pick 

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