Oh, politics. LOL.
Having this weird conversation with God. It’s goes something like, “You should write something pro-life!”
I sit. I pause. I stare at the can of worms.
I am then reminded that a can of worms may be extremely useful when one is up to fishing. I think about how many times Jesus talked about fishing. Hmm . . . He really did seem to like those fishing analogies when He walked the jolly earth.
So, I cave. “Okay, God. Ideas? I feel like a lot of stuff I read out there is a little overly cliché and somewhat judgmental. That annoys me. I don’t want to write that. I’d rather not be a dingbat.”
“What about this conversation?”
I don’t know what, exactly, is pro-life about this conversation.
“Hello! You’re breathing! You’re writing! You’re alive! It’s pro-life!”
I guess He’s looking at it from a bit of a different angle. That whole abortion topic still flits about my mind. “Are we going to write about that?”
I hear, “About what?”
“You know . . . the whole abortion thing. The one that offends everybody and people get all angry about.”
Kinda weird response. “Is there a reason why You are laughing?”
Mr. “Unusually-Happy” replies, “People don’t even think to do that here in Heaven. It’s just not a thing. There’s more than enough, and everyone knows that. Children are adored and taken care of. You don’t have this nonsense of parents abandoning each other. All eyes are fixed on the Bride and the Lamb.”
Hmmm . . . I can see that’s He’s on a completely different page with this.
He continues, “You know, all of this goes away when people genuinely fall in Love.”
“People think they know Love, but you don’t know Love and do what is done now. I don’t order the sacrifice of children in My Kingdom, and I certainly do not condone the raping and oppression of women. I do not condone abandonment and betrayal of faith. Such things do not exist here, for it is not in My Nature.”
Okay. “Why do people do that here?”
“Are You going to answer it?”
“Are you going to answer it?”
“God. You sound like You’re two years old.”
“I was once!”
Oh, yeah. The whole Jesus-thing. Dang it.
“Who is this that darkens My counsel with words without knowledge?”
“You’re quoting Job 38 at me! Not cool!”
“You know you like it!”
God’s getting sassy with me. Playful, sweet sassy.
“You know you love Me!”
Yep. Kinda can’t help it at this point. The Creator of the Universe is so Freakin’ Adorable. How He pulls off Infinite Majesty and Perfect, Manifest Cuteness blows my mind. Yes, I just said God is Cute. Get over it.
And, for some reason, a Black-Eyed Peas song begins to play in my head. Apparently, the Almighty wants to get something started here. Will it involve running, running? And then more running? Why does God sound a bit like Will-I-Am? Oh, now . . . I get it! I AM!!! HAHAHA!!! Brilliant. Brilliant pun. “Did You put that idea in his head?”
I feel something like a smile. Something like sunshine.
Yep. You know. I dig me some Holy Trinity.
‘Til Next Time,
The Joy Detective