"Siri call Rob," I said.

"Calling God," replied Siri. I just looked down at my phone thinking I had heard her wrong, but no. Siri misheard me and was calling God instead of my friend Rob. I never thought that it would ring, but it did. It rang twice before I heard a deep "hello" coming form the other side of the line. It was a good thing I was sitting down on my couch because I was shocked. My hands were shaking, and I finally sputtered out a return "hello."

God said "don't be so frightened and confused. Go on, I know you have questions, please ask them my child."

I couldn't believe it, I was talking to God. What would I say or ask him? I thought for a second and finally asked, "God, why did you take him from us so soon?" This had been a burning question since the day our loved one passed.

I heard a deep sigh come Him. "You know I have a plan everyone. He needs to be up here with me now because he is helping me with my plans, and I hope you trust that it will be all okay. I know you and your family are having some difficulties, but have faith in me. I know you will get past this, I will never give you something you cannot handle."

There really was not better answer. "Okay God." I paused, because I knew my next question. "Can I talk to him?" I figured it was going to be a long shot, and I was right. "Then, could you tell him that I love him, that we all love him, and we miss him down here. He left us too quickly."

"He loves you guys too, and wants you to give everyone hugs." Tears began swelling up in my eyes, and I tried not to let them fall.

"Thank you," I replied. A simple thank you would never be enough for everything He has given me, but it was all I could say. Then I heard a soft click, I looked at my phone and the call had ended. I was in shock, I couldn't believe I just spoke with God.