God Called Again

Wednesday, 8:21 pm
Houston, Texas

The phone rings./

LK: Hello?

God: Hey there, kiddo!

LK: Hello God.

God: Hey, what happened?   We were having regular conversations for a while there and then all of a sudden, I didn’t hear from you anymore.  I’ve been wondering what happened to you.

LK: I’ve been wondering that myself.

God: What do you mean?

LK: Well frankly, I don’t feel like you’ve been around much lately.   I feel forgotten.

God: Oh LK, you’re a child of all that matters!   You know that’s not true!

LK: Do I? In recent months a lot of stuff has happened to me and I’ve tried talking to you,  but it often felt like one-sided conversations.

God: So, because I didn’t acknowledge you as you wanted me to, you let that dampen your faith?

LK: I didn’t have that much faith to begin with.    To put it in your terms, I do feel rather forsaken.

God: And I’ll put this in your terms;   you are soooo totally wrong!

LK: I don’t talk that way.

God: And I wasn’t ignoring you.

LK: Then why does it feel that way?

God: I’ve been with you the entire time.   You just didn’t feel you needed me.  That was your decision.  You’ve been trying to tackle all these issues yourself and that’s OK.   I love your determination and yes,  you’ve been handling your affairs as well as can be expected.   Even so,   I know you have some family issues…you’re under unemployed and there’s no special man in your life.  You’re what 63 now?

LK:   Uh, 52, God.  I would think you’d know that.

God: I do.  I was just making sure you were listening.   Vanity has 20/20 hearing, you know.

LK:  You were saying?

GOD:  Well, you’re human.  Your situation scares you.   That’s OK.  Inf act, it’s a normal response.   It SHOULD  scare you.  But sometimes, all I can do is sit back and let you sort it out yourself.  Even when you ask for help, sometimes, I have to allow you to help yourself. This has been  one of those times.

LK: Why in your name would you do that if I’ve asked you for help repeatedly?

God: Because sometimes you have to go through certain things.  It’s called “life” and it’s your duty to live it good, bad or indifferently.   Intellectually you know this.  We’ve talked about this before–I won’t always give you what you want, but I’ll always give you what you need.  And while we’re on the subject, let’s talk about  prayer for a second, can we?


God: I love the fact that you guys pray, I really do.   It warms my heart and I hear every one submitted, but come on, pray wisely, will ya?    By that,  I mean give me the really big stuff that’s so burdensome, you can’t handle it.  I’ll deal with it, but I need you guys to understand you are accountable for your own actions, too.  Don’t waste your time asking me to allow your team to win the big game or asking me for the courage to find the right kumquat in the grocery store as you enter the produce aisle.   I’m not Samantha from “Bewitched”.

LK: I know that, but some people believe you’re magic.

God: No, I’m God and furthermore, your team either wins or looses, because one team played better and wanted the victory more.   The fact that you picked the right veggie or the wrong one, is the luck of the draw and lastly,  begging me to let you ace that college physics exam because the hunky, Jack Sumner ONLY dated women with a 3.0 GPA or higher was wrong.  You flunked or passed that test because you either  prepared for the quiz or not.

LK: Wow, that was almost 30 years ago.  You remember that one?

God: Of course.  And what happened?

LK: I struggled just to make a C in that course.

God: And then what happened?

LK: I fell head over heels for Robbie Patterson.

God: Why?

LK: A lot of reasons, I guess.

God: I will repeat myself– why did you fall in love with Robbie?

LK: Because he loved me.…without stipulation.

God: And were you happy?

LK: It was bliss on a stick.

God: And yet another prime of example of what you wanted versus what you needed.

LK:  Why did we break up then?

God: Because you and Robbie wanted and needed each other at that particular time.  Then when you broke up, that was your cue that you no longer needed him.  He no longer needed you, either.  You went your separate ways until it was time to do something else….be with someone else.

LK: And the fact that I really haven’t been with anyone since then….means what, exactly?

God: Only that you haven’t found the right one yet.   You will.

LK:  Gotta date and time?

God: That’s up to you.

LK:   But you just said “you will”.  Does that mean I’m definitely going to meet someone ?

God:  You can if you want to.  You have free will.  That’s a human gift that’s divinely inspired.  

LK: Gee, thanks.  Well, God, in retrospect I suppose, I could never have been happy with Jack and his strange ways,  but it still makes no sense.  But what about the poor father who lives in a lean-to and prays to you daily that he and his family of eight be delivered from poverty? How can he “need” to endure that existence?  God, it  seems inane to keep believing and praying for your intercession and be…

God: Wait, wait!!  Do you actually talk like that?   I swear to Me, this is like talking to “Frasier”!!!

LK: As I was saying, it’s hard to maintain faith in the intangible when so many things we ask for are withheld.

God: Laurie, we’ve gone over this before many, many times.   once again and I hope you’re listening–I don’t withhold anything.  You guys are accountable for the majority of things in your lives.  And about that impoverished father.  His prayers will be answered one way or the other.  If  he really wants to remove his family out of those wretched condition,  I’ll present him with opportunities,  but HE has to take advantage of them….or not.   That’s his decision.

LK: How can not being able to feed or cloth a man’s  family or in my case, not finding a job for months and months and going broke be something I want but don’t need or need but I don’t want or…

God: Yeah, hold up.  Don’t strain yourself, I get it.   For one thing, there’s Earth time and there’s my time, OK?   The two are exponentially different.

LK:    With all due respect God, I always thought that was such a cop out;  something that was man-inspired to explain why most prayers aren’t answered.

God. Hardly, my dear….hardly.  Things have to happen in my time because  there are certain things you have to experience.    If you constantly get everything you want, how can you learn to appreciate it when you have it?    Or when you don’t?   I never wanted a spoiled flock.

LK: Well, it sure seems like some people are very spoiled and they have it awfully easy.

God: You just answered you own  question!   It only “seems” like some people have everything.   They don’t.  Not in the way you think.

LK: How so?

God: Take your standard-issue beautiful actress who pulls in 12 million a picture.   Her life is glamorous and she’s rich;  on magazine covers,  billboards; walks the glitzy red carpet before awards show.    It looks like she has it made.  The fact that she’s hounded by the press, in every gossip column are bad enough but keep in mind she went through a very painful ordeal when her husband cheated on her, in public, on a movie set and he eventually went on to have children with the other woman, sans a ceremony or certificate in the eyes of..well, me.    Her beauty, her wealth, her celebrity didn’t make her exempt from heartache or rampant insecurities.

LK: You’re talking about Jennifer Aniston, right?

God: Yes and the mere fact that she’s wealthy will never buy her real happiness.

LK: Yeah, but having that kind of money would certainly allow you to rent some.

God: It’s all about what she does with her money, really.  And what she does with it, is her option.  Jennifer is a sweet kid, but her marriage to Brad was a mistake that had run its course.   She had to figure that out and by doing it with some pain involved, she’s less likely to do it again.  At least, I hope she is.  By the way, that “Brangelina”  stuff  tickles me.   Is there any portmanteau that the American press won’t conjugate?

LK: If Jennifer’s marriage was a mistake, why did you let it happen?

God: I do love that crazy ass. walking Benetton ad they call a family, though.   Adoption is a nice thing and while unconventional, Brad and Angie are philanthropic and generous.  Their hearts are in the right place.

LK: Please answer my question.

God: What question?

LK: The one about Jennifer’s marriage.  If it was wrong, why did you let it happen?

God: Okay, here’s what I really want everyone to know, Laurie.  People have it wrong when they think that I, as you put it, intercede on a regular basis.  That’s not to say I never have, because yes, I most certainly have and I always will when warranted, but the way this whole thing was set up was to be all about you.  Your choices;  your decisions; your options.  You know, that pesky “free will” stuff you guys love and loathe.    Jennifer married Brad because she chose to.    Brad then chose to have an affair with his “Mr. and Mrs. Smith” co-star.   Jennifer then had to choose how to respond.  Brad had the option of continuing with the affair… or not and 37 children later, I think we all know which path HE chose.

LK: But sometimes we have no options.

God: That’s not true. You always have options.  Deciding to do nothing at all is also an option.

LK: What about the doomed passengers on board the hijacked planes or the ones on TWA Flight 800 that exploded in mid-air?   What choices did they have?   You’re trying to tell me that thee people jumping out of the  windows on burning floors of the World Trade Center also had options?

God: To be honest, they did.  If you think about it, they got to decide how they’d die.

LK:   What?  How was that a decision?  They had no idea they’d all die horrifically minutes after taking off.  I don’t see that as an option at all!

God: Look, I know you grapple with me and what I am on a regular basis.  Most people do and I’m OK with that.   I like it when you think.  I take great pride in the fact that you have doubts and ask questions.  That’s so wonderfully human.   Disney created Automatons, I didn’t.

LK: The Hall of Presidents completely creeps me out.

God: Me too.  Besides Lincoln’s real voice was far less butch than Walt and the boys made it out to be.

LK: Really?

God: Oh yeah, it was shrill and rather high.   He sounded like a male gymnast.  Back to my point, as I told you the last time we spoke, I was at the World Trade Center and the Pentagon on September 11th.   I was on board those hijacked planes and TWA Flight 800 when it exploded just off the New York coast a dozen years ago.

LK: I didn’t get that when you said it me then and I still don’t get it now.  God,  those people on Flight 800 and at the Pentagon and the Twin Towers died horrible, fiery deaths!

God: There are going to be things you’ll never understand.

LK: Why?

God: Because. 

LK:   Beacause?  That’s the best you can give me?

GOD:    No, but it’s the simplest explanation I can give you.  It’s like this– I look at things from an eternal standpoint, whereas you can’t.  As a human, you have a defined beginning, a middle and an end. You look at things from an earthly perspective because well, that’s all you’ve got, but that’s because  I made it that way.   You know…term limits. 

LK:  tell that to Texas Governor, Rick Perry

GOD:  Trust me, I have

LK:   How about that hair?

GOD:  Yeah, I know.  There are limits to applications of Aqua Net, too.  But seriously,  if you knew what I know, that would confound you to the point of spontaneous combustion.   I think it was Isaiah who once scribed, ”   “For as the heavens are higher than the earth,  so are My ways higher than your ways and My thoughts than your thoughts”.   That pretty much sums it up, but  I assure you, I was at all those places you just mentioned.    Who’s to say I didn’t take  the jumpers’ lives before they hit the ground or before the passengers on board those jets, including the one that blew up  in mid air, realized what was happening?

LK: Then why did any of those things have to happen?

God:  Because they had to happen, Laurie.   Allow me to reiterate a point I just made.  As a species, you…and by you I mean the collective… have a shelf life; an expiration date.  Understand that every human being who’s ever walked on this planet has had a special purpose..a job to do, if you will… and you all have a certain number of days in which to accomplish that mission.

LK: But I still don’t get it!

God:  And you, my little mortal humanoid, never will.  Sorry,  but that’s just the way it is.  But here’s something I’d like for you to focus on instead.  Yes, there was heartache on 9/11, but think about the miracles that happened on that day.   How about the New York City firefighters who survived the collapse of a 110 story building in a stairwell?  And what about the good things that came after that day?   Air travel was made much safer.   We stiffened immigration laws that had been laxed.   We started rethinking national security.  Tragedy unified you as a nation; for a while anyway.  And what about the people who for a myriad of reasons, didn’t go to work or missed their flights on that day?

LK: Was that your handiwork?

God: No, not really.  Those people who missed their flights or came to their World Trade Center offices late, did so of their own doing.

LK: Explain.

God: They could have left for the airport earlier, taken a different route or freeway that wasn’t as congested.   Maybe that extra cup of coffee at home made them lose account or time or  they dawdled because they window shopped  and those things made them late arriving at the subway or bus stop.   They had errands to run or maybe someone stopped for a bagel and service took longer than they anticipated.  And what about  that radiator that over boiled?   Had the car been  taken to a mechanic the minute the owner first noticed signs of trouble, the story would’ve been very different for that person on September 11th.   The owner elected, for whatever reason, NOT to take the car in.   So, what was a smoking, steaming pain in the ass parked on the side of the freeway three miles from Boston Logan at the time of departure,  instead became an event that saved his or her life.  You follow me?

LK: Yes.

God:   You’re all mortal.   You will all die.  Your time in this existence is finite and in your time here, you live your lives based choices; options; excercising your free wil.  Sometimes, you’re oblivious that your   decision to either turn left or right can alter the course of your existence.     There will be times when you’ll make these life or death decisions without even realizing it.   You’ll only become aware of  the impact of your decisions after the fact.  That happened countless times on September 11th.

LK: So, it was the free will of the those three thousand people to go to work that day or the passengers who endeavored NOT to not miss their flight?

God: Yes but remember, I told you everyone on Earth has a mission.  Perhaps those that died accomplished theirs  by the morning of September 11th.

LK: Then they were sacrificial pawns?

God: No, not at all.   

LK: Then why did it have to play out so horrifically?   And why did you create evil in the first place?

God: It happened that way because 19 religious zealots chose to take the evil route adn they did it my name, which is bull…..well, bologna. 

LK:   You almost cussed!!!

GOD:   Yeah…sorry.  But what they heck.   You know, I invented colorful metaphors  right after that whole Babel thing.  Anyway, the roughly  three-thousand people who died that day,  did so because it was their time.  How they died was luck of the draw.  And let’s get something straight,  I didn’t create evil.  It exists as it always has and actually, it’s as nebulous as I’m often perceived.  It isn’t anything incarnate and honestly, neither am I.   I’m not this bearded guy who wears white, flowing robes and lives on a cloud with a lot of harp music playing in the background.    And consequently, evil doesn’t look anything like that little red guy with horns on a label of Underwood Deviled Ham.   The human mind needs to humanize things.  This is what some call matrixing.    The brain needs to recognize similar, corporeal  images in order to fully comprehend and make sense of the chaos and confusion.

LK: I had no idea.

God: Oh, yes indeed.  Those images are man made.  And moreover, humans somewhere along the way, have gotten the mistaken impression that evil is something palpable.  As if  one can reach into a Louis Vuitton purse and pull out a big, old handful of it.  Can’t be done.   Evil is an intangible; so is good. You can’t bottle them or package them.  They’re often the result of a split second decision.   It’s a path you choose to take.   It’s consciousness.   Should I steal that apple or not?   Should I burglarize this house or not?     Should I help this poor woman in need or not?    You choose how to act and you have two options:   good or evil.  It really is just that simple.

LK:   All of this is very tough to wrap my head around, God.   We’re talking behaviors, addictions and so on?

God: Why do you think they call those things “demons”?

LK: Wow.

God: Well, there you go.

LK: What do you mean about every human having a mission?

God: When I said that everyone on Earth  as a special purpose, I didn’t mean winning the Nobel prize for Chemistry.   It may not be discovering the cure for cancer.  It may not be anything grand at all!    Sometimes,  you don’t even know how or when you do it, but by connecting with others, you can change  someone’s life in a heartbeat.  Take you for example:  you were very funny on that radio show you used to be on.

LK: We had great ratings.

God: Yes, but you you also had no idea how many times what you guys said or did made someone laugh and perhaps in doing so, they put down the gun, the razor or that bottle of pills.  Laughter is powerful and restorative.   You’ve made a huge difference in many people’s lives, even saved a few,  as good if not better than any heart surgeon.   Every person has.  No life is ever wasted, no matter how brief;  no matter how seemingly trivial.

LK:  Seriously?

God: Seriously.

(Slight pause in the conversation.  There is brief silence)

LK: You know, God?  Perhaps, I have been ignoring you.

God: It’s OK.  You’re imperfect and I love you.

LK: Can I ask you two more questions?

God: Please do.

LK: The Mayans claim the world will end on December 21st, 2012.  Will it?

God: Those Mayans were a brilliant and enterprising people, but horrible with dates.     Next question?

LK: Will I be OK?

God: Do you want to be OK?

LK: I do

God: Do you want a great job that’s fulfilling, a life of abundance and abiding love?

LK: Very much so.

God: Then, I’ll provide the opportunities, you provide the results.  Remember, it’s all about free will.

(A call waiting beep is heard)

LK: Sounds like you’ve got an  incoming call.

God: Wait a sec.  Let me check  my ID thing.   Oh, it’s Barack Obama and all things considered Sweetie, I really need to take this call.

LK: Then go ahead.  Say, I’m curious about something….what does the Big O call you:  God or Allah?

God: Now Laurie, don’t start with that!!   If you must know, he calls me God… but I answer to both.

LK:  I see.  Then I would imagine he has a lot to talk to you about.  How’s he doing, the way?

God: Let’s discuss that in about  about 17 months.

LK: I’d like to think we’ll talk before that.

God: Then we will.   It’s your call.



  1. Skimmed most of your call but have to leave the house now… Will read with plenty of time to ponder, later. I absolutely love your “God calls” and sense much wisdom in your amazing take on who He/She is!
    You are a very special person, Laurie Kendrick.

  2. Laurie, you had me believing that this was an actualy conversation you had with God…until He got that call from Barry O.

    I think you already know my stance on “Allah”…

  3. Brava!

    As for differing perspectives, you may want to check out “Flatland: A Romance of Many Dimensions” by Edwin Abbott. Carl Sagan touched on it in his Cosmos series, but it was actually written in 1884!

  4. Laurie,
    I don’t know what to say other than this was one of your best. I think each one of us has had a similar conversation with our Father such as you created. What we tend to forget is that he can be our friend as well as our Father. We just don’t depend or lean on him enough. There’s a simple little secret that we seem not to understand-He is the answer to our needs, problems, and all the good that we choose to create in our lives. It’s all about choices. I have to remind myself of this over and over again. Thanks for this inspirational conversation with God.
    Your Big Sis

  5. Good to know I’m not the only one who does this! Sometimes it’s an imaginary therapist, but some days I think it’s the same thing 😉

    Hard times are important too!

  6. Laurie – This is really an incredible post/insight — you are always either so funny or so eerily introspective; an incredible person no doubt.

    I am about your age (gimme 4 or 5), but was a full scholarship jour major that went on to business since I didn’t have either the talent or balls you had to be a media type; notwithstanding a repub; which YOU overcame. I need to somehow connect and or figure out a way to help with your employment. I’vr long ago sold out and am business type now. Also however, had you same male issues since I married waaay late because I was competent, had a mouth, a nose and wasn’t a bimbette.

  7. I listened to your Dee Dee someone’s? ( I live in So Cal and don’t really have any experience listening the goings-on re Texas radio) interview from a year or so ago — the whole thing. I took a Dec. hour while wrapping a few Chritmas gifts and simply enjoyed. The encounter with your angel (or whomever/whatever he was) experienced just after your car accident, was totally fascinating. My guess is “he” was indeed your Guardian Angel (in blue collar form?) there to aid, reassure and comfort you when you needed it the most. Indeed, he most likely saved your life. (With all your current pbs and trials, I hope you seek-out this entity for counsel sometimes — to help remind you there is a profound reason for you to be here, Ms. Kendrick.) I’d say that experience made you one of the truly elite; this encounter was a gift that apparently you still carry with you & always will. What was it you said: “I never feel alone.”

    Anyway, you were very candid with your sharing in that interview and it was so refreshing. So REAL. I felt uplifted!

    I also remember your mentioning something about a life-long desire to someday see IReland — especially some of the castles there — because you felt they probably held special open-doors to spirit life existing within their walls (OR some such related sentiment. I’m not fond of the word “ghost.”) Well, I’ve been to the Emerald Isle three times and it IS a mystical place! From MY experience, your intuition is right on target. I HAVE PHOTOGRAPHS that VERIFY your hunch. A spirit being (or whatever it is/was) is clearly revealed in three of our photos while at Donegal castle — a smaller, little-visited castle located in the relatively obscure & sparsely populated Co. Donegal in the northwest. If you are interested in VIEWING what I’m referring to, here — please just let me know (& tell me where to send them!) And there are other photos, as well… another outstanding and inexplicable example was a “person” appearing very near my daughter in front of THe Crown Saloon, Belfast. The Crown Saloon has the most violent history of all European pubs — and is directly across the street from The Europa Hotel, the most violent of all European hotels.) THe photo was taken after we’d had dinner there and were leaving. It was a clear but dark and lonely evening that night, mid-week, and the vibes I was getting were creepy. I hurried my husband to just take the friggin photo so we could find a cab and get the hell away from there! NO ONE was anywhere near us and yet in our photos, there “he” is — some “bright” guy with a cell phone standing a few feet from my daughter. Since the three of us were absolutely alone at the time, this image defies any possible rational explanation. We did not SEE this figure till we got home & downloaded, and brightened-up, the dark areas of our photos. (And there are several other examples from various locations on that trip) My, husband, a scientist, is a CHANGED man — in that his mind is compltetly receptive to phenomena being out there that science simply cannot explain. THese photos were, for him, life-changing… or should I say philosophy-changing.

    One more thing re your interview: the dashboard “white light” you caught a glimpse of right after your accident… is a common occurance with people who have encountered their spirit guide (or angel or whatever they are) during times of near-death. A dear friend experienced the same “flash” of bright light DURING a potentially fatal car accident she had mabye 10 yeaers ago. And I’ve read about many other similar accounts.

    I know this is not particularly well-written — but I’m inmy usual hurry today & wanted to write something to you before procrastinating any longer — about how much I enjoyed that interview! It was a beautiful & honest sharing that took a hell of a lot of guts to do. I think there may be additional verbal Laurie Kendrick interviews on the net; I plan to eventually seek them out, as well.
    And you have a great, truly resonant voice; I can see why you chose radio and television journalism.

  8. “I saw a boy below me who was on fire… and I felt sorry for him.” Those words spoken by a young teenager many years ago, as I happened to catch his interview on some talk show one afternoon. He had been asked what he’d remembered about the horrific incident, an unimaginable accident where his entire body had been engulfed in flames a few years prior at the age of 8. Even though he’d endured many operations, was still malformed and sometimes still in pain, he was thankful to be alive.

    That account stuck with me all these years because kids simply tend to give more honest, unadorned replays of their NDE experiences. When you wrote this God piece, I was immediately reminded of this case. Your amazing God statements like “I’ll always give you what you need ” or (especially) “Who’s to say I didn’t take the jumpers’ lives before they hit the ground.” both exemplified the PRINCIPLE of this young fire victim’s experience — how he LEFT HIS BODY NOT by accident, but by the divine MERCY of God. Plain and simple. Just as those innocent 9-11 folks were removed from the horrible pain of the moment as they jumped from the Trade Center and hit the ground, or were forced to fly into the TC.

    You hit gold with this God conversation; once again, I was blown away by your insights! And it was done with such delicious HUMOR, surely reminiscent of the divine Power who is a constant companion and source of comfort to each one of us, every day that we live and breathe.

    THANK YOU for being YOU and for sharing it on this blog.

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