A brief conversation with Almighty God

The day began in clarity.

“Good morning, world! Thank you for the rest,” he cried. “You know who I am; I know who I am. I’m glad we had this chat; let’s get down to business.”

Harmonies poured from his soul — answers snapped to his fingers — his mind and body answered the call. This would be a good day. The doubt that often nagged him was today a minor nudge, and a little bit of anxiety never crippled anyone. In fact, he could shape a little bit of anxiety into a ball of excitement and hurl it like a knuckleball at a befuddled batter.

“To what do I owe this jubilant feeling?” he said with a satisfied smile.

“To whom,” boomed the voice of God.

“Oh,” he said. “Hello.”

“I have to say I am feeling — shall we say — neglected,” God said. “And, I might remind you, I am a jealous God.”

“Pshaw. You’re a loving God, a forgiving God,” he said.

There was a poignant pause. Then God smiled at him.

“Got me,” God said.

And off he went, God willing, to do good stuff.

Published by WarrenBluhm

Wordsmith and podcaster, Warren is a reporter, editor and storyteller who lives near the shores of Green Bay with his wife, two golden retrievers, Dejah and Summer, and Blackberry, an insistent cat. Author of It's Going to Be All Right, Echoes of Freedom Past, Full, Refuse to be Afraid, Gladness is Infectious, 24 flashes, How to Play a Blue Guitar, Myke Phoenix: The Complete Novelettes, A Bridge at Crossroads, The Imaginary Bomb, A Scream of Consciousness, and The Imaginary Revolution.

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