Dear God

Oh unknowable one. Dropper of churches on worshippers heads, smiter of trailer parks, famine lover and flood aficionado. How the heck are ya?

With all respect and humility I must ask you a few questions as I search for answers. Conundrums and oxymoron's plague me at every turn, so I must ask the omniscient one.

According to your many followers here on earth, if you believe that all comes from God and he has a plan, than everything that happens in the world is his doing. The good and the bad.

Evangelicals and fundamentalists all around will tell you that if something horrible happens it was because they deserved it. They had impure thoughts and actions, like support a woman's right to choice or they are gay...and God is watching. So to that end you killed 48 other people with that tornado so they could learn your lesson. Harsh man, just harsh.

Oh God, always trying to teach us a lesson. Seems you are happiest when spreading the word and showing us your love by wreaking havoc and bringing on all manner of calamity. Tough love I suppose. Of course if I pulled that sort of divine inspiration I'd be pretty sure to be in jail, but hey, you're God right.

Sort of like the other day when you spoke to one crack pot, I mean pastor, and told him that Trump had your permission to blow the North Koreans back to the middle ages. Makes sense, the godless heathens after all believe in things other you. And that short guy with the funny haircut sure seems like an evil dude. Who am I to question your mysterious ways? But if I may, killing a few million innocent people, who's only crime seems to be that they were born in the wrong country, might be a bit of an overkill don't you think?

I'm sure your divine plans makes sense to you, such as when you take away young children due to cancer or car accidents. Could you do us a favour though? Your flock needs to cool it with the almost crass way that they look down on people when tragedy(you) strikes and with an almost holier than thou smugness proclaim that the only way is the way of God so obviously, the inference being, that the kid wasn't worthy. Being two years old really isn't an excuse right?

I know I may treading dangerously close to what may be perceived as sarcasm, I assure you that it's really only the tip of the iceberg. Speaking of icebergs, this global warming situation we have is probably not going to turn out well for any of us...your flock included, so maybe turn the AC up a bit will ya.

Considering that the best I can say is that I am agnostic, a pleasant blend of contradictions, sort of like the church really, I feel that if you truly are all knowing you know where I stand and how I stand. Possibly even why I stand. Must be nice, that power, that confidence. You'd do well if you set up a Tinder profile I think.

I often think of song lyrics when I do take the time to think of you. Little treasures that, probably through your good grace, we humans have come up with to express all manner of God related ideals. Here are a few of my favourites:

"Does anyone know where the love of God goes when the waves turn the minutes to hours?"

"Imagine there's no heaven

It's easy if you try

No hell below us

Above us only sky

Imagine all the people

Living for today... Aha-ah..."

"Your faith was strong but you needed proof

You saw her bathing on the roof

Her beauty and the moonlight overthrew you

She tied you to her kitchen chair

She broke your throne and she cut your hair

And from your lips she drew the Hallelujah"

I'm curious what was really meant by that last one, a little bit with the kink maybe?

Like most mere mortals I will often look to what others may have said as a clue to what may be going on, a little bit of help in understanding the great unknown. So, thanks for giving us that at least. I'm sure most of us can do without the fire and brimstone though.

Well, I must go now....infidel time is upon us.

Ciao

D