reflection · December 18, 2008 0

a letter to god

Dear God,

I just realized it’s your son’s birthday next week. I thought it would be a good time to drop you a line. How long has it been since we last spoke? It’s got to be at least 2,500 years or so. Time flies doesn’t it? I can imagine, being a deity and all, that 2,500 years is probably like a blink of an eye for you. Well for us mortals, it’s a mighty long time not to talk to someone.

We used to have some good times didn’t we? My favorite times were when we used to hang out in the Garden and watch the sun set over Paradise, while the Holy Ghost strummed tunes on his acoustic guitar and Sophia sand us lullabies. I used to love to listen to you tell us stories about the Universe and how you traveled around in the void creating weird and wonderful things. I cried when you told us how lonely you used to get traveling around the Multiverse all by yourself. And then you created us to keep you company. I am glad you did. If haven’t said it before, I’ll say it now, thanks you.

Look, I know we kind of upset you with that whole Tree of Knowledge thing. I’ve lost count of how many times Eve has said she’s sorry. She blames herself for the whole thing. I keep telling her it was all of our fault, and that we’re all sorry for what we did. I am a little puzzled though as to why you kicked us out of the Garden permanently. I mean really how long are you going to stay mad at us for that? Don’t you think it’s time we kissed and made up? There’s a lot of people suffering down here, and we could really use your help to sort things out.

Hey you know what we should do? We should throw a great big barbeque in the Garden. We could invite everybody – Christians, Jews, Muslims, Hindus, Buddhists, Pagans and whoever else we can think of. We could have a real slap up. Oh and while we’re talking about forgiveness, you could even invite all the Fallen Angels and we could all kiss and make up. With your powers, that should be an easy thing to do. What do you say?

One last thing, there are lost of rumors going around that you’ve gone off to some distant corner of the universe and have forgotten all about us. There are even some people who say you don’t exist and never did. You can’t blame them really. They weren’t around back in the day when you were happy to visibly walk amongst men. It would be nice if you could come back, even if you just stop by for a century or two just to let us know you’re alive and well.

That’s it from me. Tell Jesus I said happy birthday, and give Sophia my regards. I look forward to hearing from you soon.

Peace and love,

P.S. Please send me some pictures of Paradise. I’m making a little scrapbook for mankind.


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