Thursday, July 05, 2007
Tell me how you really feel, God
Last week, You killed a kitten I had been feeding. Sure, I probably had some kind of divine punishment coming, but did You have to take it out on the poor kitty?
A few days later I was driving east on Highway 501. There were big fluffy cumulus clouds in the sky. One cloud, looming directly over the highway, was shaped like a forearm, extending a clenched fist. It was giving me the finger.
Was it something I said, God? Or maybe You were flipping some other motorist off?
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Last week, You killed a kitten I had been feeding. Sure, I probably had some kind of divine punishment coming, but did You have to take it out on the poor kitty?
A few days later I was driving east on Highway 501. There were big fluffy cumulus clouds in the sky. One cloud, looming directly over the highway, was shaped like a forearm, extending a clenched fist. It was giving me the finger.
Was it something I said, God? Or maybe You were flipping some other motorist off?
