Conversations with God

Recently I took a solo trip of 4 days through the mountains of Virginia and North Carolina. Since I did a lot of driving and quite a bit of hiking, I had a lot of time to think. I found myself having these conversations with God, or rather talking to him and then thinking about what he must be thinking about what I just said. A lot of the time, bearing in mind that his intelligence and comprehension is way beyond my understanding, I thought he was probably shaking his head at my analyses. On more than one occasion during this time, I got myself into potentially dangerous situations through sheer thoughtlessness. For example, I hiked alone with no cellphone signal up a remote mountain path before dawn, barely able to make out the rocks and roots in my path. I prayed that I wouldn't trip and break a bone, and that no bears were eyeing me from the forest. As part of my prayer, I readily acknowledged that God is not obliged to cover my behind every time I engage in chronic stupidity, but I also reminded him that he loves me very much and that he has promised to uphold me by his righteous right hand. Rather like the relationship described by A.A. Milne between Christopher Robin and Winnie the Pooh - a bear with very little brain, but much beloved. Thank you Lord for your protection through all the times I was aware of it, and all the times I wasn't.

Isaiah 41.10
So do not fear, for I am with you; do not be dismayed, for I am your God.
I will strengthen you and help you; I will uphold you with my righteous right hand.