There
is no
umpire
between us,
whom might
lay his hand
upon us
both.
[Job 9:33]
******************
"She's mad at You,
again,
Father."
"Is this about those
DONKEYS,
again?"
"Well, she's still mad
about that. But, this
is about the gas prices;
the store at her corner
now has them at $3.59."
"Hm, hm.
I know."
"Well,
Our beloved
wants You
to change them."
"When."
"Right now.
She says that You
made Pluto; You can
change the gas prices."
"Pluto wasn't that difficult.
Why does Our precious
always talk
about Pluto?"
"Because it's far away
from her, Father. Also....
she wants you to change
most of the parts of the
Old Testament. Here:
I have a LIST."
"Oy vey 'z mir!
Give Me that LIST!
All these PARTS?"
"Only the parts
with the animals in them.
Our beloved wants
You to delete them."
"The animals?"
"No; she said You already
did THAT: when You told
the children of Israel to kill them.
No: to delete all the Bad Parts
about slaughtering
all of the poor animals."
"NO.
Absolutely NOT.
My Testament has already
been WRITTEN.
It STANDS."
"Well."
[SIGH.]
"What about the gas prices.
I told her that
I would get back to her."
"What: are You
working for UPS,
now? TELL HER
that We are not a
Genie-In-A-Bottle!
She NEEDS to be
WORSHIPPING:
not DEMANDING!"
"Well, Father;
at least she is talking
to Me. That's some
PROGRESS."
"Progress.....schma'gress!
You don't WORK for her!"
[GRUFF SIGH.]
"All of our conversations
about Our beloved....
usually
don't."
*******************
Then
they
utterly
destroyed
all in
the city,
both men and
women,
young
and old,
oxen,
sheep
and
asses,
with the
edge
of the
sword.
[Joshua 6:21]
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