I don’t know about you, but one of the constants in my life is time spent with God. I depend on time spent in prayer. I lean heavily on the belief that God loves me and that God responds to my concerns. However, suppose when I went to God, I got God’s voice mail instead? Suppose I got an automated voice saying: “Thank you for calling My Father’s House. Please select one of the following four options: Press 1 for a request. Press 2 to give thanks. Press 3 to complain. For all other inquiries, press 4.”

So I press 1 and hear: “We’re sorry. All of the angels are helping other customers right now. Please stay on the line. Your call will be answered in the order it was received . . . I’m sorry, our computers show that you have called once today already, Please hang up immediately.” Or, even wo…