BIG SKY UP THERE WHERE ?

I’m not saying there isn’t. I’m not saying there is-but IF there is a god, he/she/it sure ain’t gonna listen to me. Are you god? What? I didn’t hear you. I have been trying to get a good night’s sleep for a week, really six hours will do, and you are unaware of my request to quiet Moe’s dog who barks all night. OK, I understand your denying me comfort when I ask you to stop the rolling, pounding thunder, turn  off the flashing lightning that reflects in the mirror over my bureau right into my eyes, but the barking can’t be that tough, can it?

All of my life I’ve put my faith, my trust in the somebody my momma told me would always be here for me. You are it. Why haven’t you shown up? Have you moved to China, to help the poor learn to milk an ox or build a dam so huge it makes our Hoover Dam not worth a damn?

Yesterday my wallet disappeared even though I carefully had stuck it deep in my pants pocket for safety. I was in a hurry to get to the bank to pay my mortgage before a late charge would be added. Two blocks from my destination I went thru a yellow traffic light, yellow, not red. Didn’t you see how yellow it was? I did. Where did the policeman come from? I don’t know but he seemed to be waiting for me, not the lady who was behind me who did go thru the red. I reached for my wallet, my license and came up empty. Not only did I get a whopping $75 ticket, going to the bank would have wasted my time.

Am I a bad person? No, I don’t think so. Couldn’t you have at least had my wife call me on my cell phone to tell me what she told me when I got home? She found my wallet on the bedroom carpet under her chair. Did it roll there? I never sat on her precious chair.

What do you want from me, my life? I give as much to charity as I can without needing it myself. My children are well fed. They are smart and I am doing my best to save money for their college days. I don’t use drugs, get slobbering drunk except for a special happy occasion. I go to church on Christmas.

If you are really a god, maybe there are smaller ones. Have you met any? The world is too big, too complicated for one god to handle so many fighting countries, so many mutating germs, so many cocaine growers. So lord, the omnipotent, excuse me as I take back my foolish, trivial thoughts.

However, I have a new one, a small request. Try your best to introduce me to one of the smaller gods who may be hanging around looking for fools like me.

I might then go to church on Easter, too.