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“How can I yell at my kids and still be a good God?”
I’ve always been too much of a thinker, but now that I know I am the King in my own fertile kingdom, my subjects are on the watch after me. Lord, I ask for patience, while I continue my work on the daily obstacles that seem to appear along my path, and send it to me now, please. The way is supposed to have been made clear before me and it is supposed to be filled with joy and harmony.
If it was you I offended on the drive home last night, forgive me, but you should not have been standing naked on the freeway, waving your arms back and forth. What was I supposed to think? I hope you are okay, and I will remember to treat for that broken arm of yours, and for some clothes for you — later when I have more time. I am busy now. Till then, I will visualize you whole, complete, perfect, naked and beautiful — in all God’s goodness.
Oh, and Lord, bless all the people who might have thought they were my enemies, and all the people I only act like I like, and all those I really do like — and Mummy, Dearest,
and eeeeev-ery-thing th-aaat toooou–ches you, ding dong de ding dong ding don, ding dong de ding dong ding ding.
It is with Association I say, and so it is.