youtu.be/gPOfurmrjxo So rather than be just another mindless religious robot, mindlessly and aimlessly and blindly believing that all of this is in the hands of some spooky incompetent father figure who doesnt give a shit, I decided to look around for something else to worship. Something I could really count on. And immediately, I thought of the sun. Happened like that. Overnight I became a sun-worshipper. Well, not overnight, you cant see the sun at night. But first thing the next morning, I became a sun-worshipper. Several reasons. First of all, I can see the sun, okay? Unlike some other gods I could mention, I can actually see the sun. Im big on that. If I can see something, I dont know, it kind of helps the credibility along, you know? So everyday I can see the sun, as it gives me everything I need; heat, light, food, flowers in the park, reflections on the lake, an occasional skin cancer, but hey. At least there are no crucifixions, and were not setting people on fire simply because they dont agree with us. Sun worship is fairly simple. Theres no mystery, no miracles, no pageantry, no one asks for money, there are no songs to learn, and we dont have a special building where we all gather once a week to compare clothing. And the best thing about the sun, it never tells me Im unworthy. Doesnt tell me Im a bad person who needs to be saved. Hasnt said an unkind word. Treats me fine. So, I worship the sun. But, I dont pray to the sun. Know why? I wouldnt presume on our friendship. Its not polite. Ive often thought people treat God rather rudely, dont you? Asking trillions and trillions of prayers every day. Asking and pleading and begging for favors. Do this, gimme that, I need a new car, I want a better job. And most of this praying takes place on Sunday His day off. Its not nice. And its no way to treat a friend.
Posted on: Tue, 17 Jun 2014 18:01:00 +0000