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[Eat,pray,love]  

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What I said to God through my gasping sobs was something like this: “Hello, God. How
are you? I’m Liz. It’s nice to meet you.”

That’s right—I was speaking to the creator of the universe as though we’d just been introduced
at a cocktail party. But we work with what we know in this life, and these are the words
I always use at the beginning of a relationship. In fact, it was all I could do to stop myself from
saying, “I’ve always been a big fan of your work . . .”

“I’m sorry to bother you so late at night,” I continued. “But I’m in serious trouble. And I’m
sorry I haven’t ever spoken directly to you before, but I do hope I have always expressed
ample gratitude for all the blessings that you’ve given me in my life.”

This thought caused me to sob even harder. God waited me out. I pulled myself together
enough to go on: “I am not an expert at praying, as you know. But can you please help me? I
am in desperate need of help. I don’t know what to do. I need an answer. Please tell me what
to do. Please tell me what to do. Please tell me what to do . . .”

And so the prayer narrowed itself down to that simple entreaty—Please tell me what to
do—repeated again and again. I don’t know how many times I begged. I only know that I
begged like someone who was pleading for her life. And the crying went on forever.

Until—quite abruptly—it stopped.
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