The real reason I want to meet God
to find out if he does actually exist
my kittens, poopy and boots, were just eight weeks old, and God, lifted them up above the galaxies and star clusters and showed them it, just because they were my kittens, it was funny.
I should admire God because he brought me to planet earth and he saved me when I was 8 years old.
Gods name is Reginald. Unless you are on really good terms with him…then it’s just Reggie. There was one time…when I was praying so much…I just called him Reg. He was ok with that. I only called him that once though. I didn’t want to push it.
I want to meet God to see what all the fuss is about! Can 5 billion people really be dilusional?
i’m christian/borderline-agnostic. if He’s out there, He’s by far and large laissez faire. i think this is what turns most people bitter and into self-resolute athiests. i wouldn’t hold it against Him though… perhaps it’s better that way (i know that it’s how i always used to play sim city =P).
i think it’s all about making a best faith effort. yeah life can suck, no i don’t think God will step in to fix that. but in the end, maybe it’s all just one big chance to build your perfect self.
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When I stand before God at the end of my life, I would hope that I would not have a single bit of talent left, and could say, “I used everything you gave me”—Erma Bombeck