I saw a bumper sticker on my way into work Monday morning:
God Bless Each One of Us
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."