Another relationship that I need to talk about is the “tapped by the Gods”. […] In this one, you wind up doing all these weird things for no damned reason you can see. You get up and wind up standing in a park, full metaphysical regalia, waiting for something to happen. Hours go by and nothing happens. You pack up and go home.

This is commonplace. It’s part of the job description and all you can do is get used to it. This is a case of “The Gods know more than I do, and my presence here changed something.” You just had a major role to play, but it was in a game being waged on other worlds that you have no clue about. Perhaps your presence shored up a hole in reality that prevented something from crossing. Perhaps, like a chessboard, your presence took away a line of attack for someone else. Perhaps it was a matter of exercising control over you for a bit. No way of knowing and no way of telling. Just bow, say “Yes, my Lord” and move on.

See, the Gods know more than you do. […] Because of that they know that there is the potential for something to happen, but not that it will. Sending you to that park could simply be a preparatory move on the Gods’ part to avert something that might happen. It could also be a stopgap measure. But trust that they know why you moved there and that there actually IS a purpose.

See, now it becomes about trust. How much do you trust your Deity to not screw you over? Despite the reputations some Gods have, they don’t run around and indiscriminately screw their devotee’s lives over.