So I was on my roof talking to God. And it had been awhile since God and I had talked. Not because I didn’t think He wanted to talk to me or me talk to Him – but He’s been busy with the Middle East (Iraq, Iran, Syria, Palestine, Israel, and Afghanistan). And He is also watching how we humans are destroying the Earth He gave us. His schedule is full.
But I remember the sentence I was saying to Him, when while setting up the wine glasses and lighting the candles for Jasmin’s homemade spaghetti dinner. “Why not try to live Heaven on earth?”
That’s when I noticed that the wine in the bottle started sloshing and the table was swaying. I felt my feet wobble. I looked up at the massive skyscrapers towering above me – and suddenly I felt small. I felt like an ant waiting to be crushed by the feet of humans.
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