I saw a bumper sticker on my way into work Monday morning:
God Bless Each One of Us
No Exceptions
I won't profess to have a full understanding of how belief works, but: Who orders their God around like that? Don't you dare skip a single person, God, or there will be hell to pay! And, why on a bumper sticker? As if God is going to be in the Honda Element behind you on University Avenue.
Update: A commenter reminds me that God is everywhere, and so is also in that Honda Element. By an interesting coincidence, I had a dream last night that I was in heaven and looking down along the path where I had jogged last evening. There were two sets of footprints. One for me, and one for God. Except in some places, there was just one set of footprints. These corresponded to the uphill sections that were by far the hardest part of my run. "Oh God," I said, "I knew you were carrying me up those hills." God looked a little awkward and replied, "No, um... that was when I didn't want to risk being seen with you because you had started up doing that freaky weird quasi-gangsta-rapping motion with your arms thing again. I may be infinite love, but that was just embarrassing."
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As if God is going to be in the Honda Element behind you on University Avenue.
God is everywhere, Jeremy. It's one of the scariest things about Him.
God is in your poop, yet you still flush it.
Aren't my commenters just the dickens?
Yes, but if god is in all water, what's the big deal with flushing?
You know, HyRo still insists he had Jesus in one of his classes. From having met the individual in question... I think it might be true. With the possible exception that rather than turning water into wine, I think this Jesus is working on turning cloves into ganja.
It's good to see our students making something of themselves.
Did you ever see the bumper sticker that says "God drives a SUV"?
Actually, I've seen the bumper sticker here recently, too. I assumed it was a response to a lot of the "God Bless America" stuff we see these days. It asks the question: "Does/would God(ess) really like America better than everyone else?" and answers that question with a "No." At least that's how I understood it.
I'm not sure how Freud would feel about that dream, but I thought it was pretty hilarious.
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