I enjoyed reading Mark Morford’s SF Chronicle piece today. Made me laugh… in a Kosmic way, of course.
What God really loves is meddling and poking and maybe forgiving, and also psychoanalyzing and scrutinizing and prying, gossiping and complaining and moderating, sighing and punishing and condemning, all while He shakes His big, shaggy head in your general direction at your various petty sins and misbehaviors every single day regarding pretty much every single thought you have.
If God did care about our dalliances, wouldn’t this imply that he is somehow separate from each of us? If He is separate from us, then He can not be Infinite. Hmmm.
(Bows, Digital Dharma)
