He sure told me!

I'm having a "discussion" with God. You know, one of those pointless discussions, because He's obviously right, and I'm not, you know what I mean?

Has this ever happened to you? I'm not a morning person on a good day. If I had my way, I'd be going to bed as the sun comes up. But this morning, I'm in my state of half stupor, having a real in-depth conversation with myself, since that's the only time I really pay attention to what I have to say - no outside distractions, right? So I'm having this conversation with myself about vices... okay, sin then, if I'm being honest, mine in particular. I have this one sin that I keep doing over and over. I know we're not perfect, and all have sinned and all that, but the whole point is once you know about it, you get some measure of self control and stop it. Or at least, that's what I've been taught.

My smarter self says to me, why don't you pray about it, since you're having so much trouble. So I do, and half way through my prayer, my half asleep stupid self decided to get smart mouthed with the Lord (or at least, that's what hindsight is telling me - at the time it seemed like a legitimate question). I wanted to know what happened with this whole "lead me not into temptation" business. Doesn't God pick that particularly moment to answer me clearly. All the other times I've been begging to hear Him, now He talks (but that might go back to my half stupor and actually not being distracted, so I probably only just heard Him). You know what He says? He says, I'm not leading you into temptation, you're going out looking for it.

Well pick my peas and fry my bacon. I don't want to hear the truth!!!! What kind of madness is that? As you can well imagine, I just stopped asking questions right there. It's early Monday morning. That was more truth than I was prepared for at that hour of the day, and really, I didn't expect an answer. Not such a clear one any way. As if that isn't bad enough, I've got my smart self yammering away in the back of my head all morning. "looks like you're gonna have to make different choices, huh?" "Thought you'd get a quick fix, did you? A little sprinkle of pixie dust, or a little breath of the Holy Spirit, and it would all go away? HA!" I'm just about ready to soak my head I tell you.

What do you guys do when you find yourselves in that position, if it's ever happened? And if not, how'd you manage not to?