Give God the Nod

Sometimes I think there is no God.  Other times I think that he has an infinite sarcasm that sees him through.  Other times I think he’s the worst creature that never existed.   But through it all I seem to talk to him constantly.  Mostly cursing his ineptness, cruelty, lack of dependability or general bullyness.

Here’s what I realized when I am doing that.  I am actually creating a world that sucks.   I am reinforcing every negative piece of caca that is floating in the cosmos and drawing it to me.

Now why would any thinking being do a thing like that?

I mean, if there is no god, then who am I talking to?   If there is a God, then why am I giving him so much grief, given that He’s the Supreme Being.  

I have enough intelligence to not taunt the arresting policeman standing before me with a club and a gun.  I’m ALWAYS nice to those guys and they are standing there making my life worse.

God is responsible for all the beauty, joy, art, music, sunsets, barbeque sauce…everything and yet, if I open the refrigerator door and the crystal butter dish leaps out and shatters on the floor (ruining a perfectly good quarter pound of five dollar irish crème butter), I give him twenty minutes of blasphemous vituperation.    At the end of which, I’m just angrier.

Here’s what I’ve discovered.   Giving vent to your anger,  just fuels the anger, unless you are directing that anger in a positive way.    You know, go out and chop up a chord of firewood in fifteen minutes.

By the times the chips settle, your anger is gone, but stand there and scream at that bozo in the sky and your anger somehow feeds itself and gets bigger.  

I suspect it is actually using your life essence to burn, so you are wasting your own precious time (of which you cannot buy a second more than you get) just burning it up.

Even if you took hundred dollar bills out of your wallet and burned them, you could probably earn another hundred somewhere, but you cannot get the time back.

So stop pissing it away.   Thank God for the life you have and then make Him and yourself proud.

Now go and practice.    All God’s gifts go away if you don’t nurture them.

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[weirdy]

I am thankful for every single day I live! Even though I am one from essay writers, I really enjoy it