Tell me you didn’t, she groaned, knowing it would be a lie. Please tell me you didn’t take advantage of these poor people. I didn’t, he chirped. Liar. He sighed, frustrated. Amora, you’re not seeing things from an immortal perspective. The people who built this temple… Temple? she cried, cutting him off. You forced these people to build a temple for you! Why? Because all of a sudden you’re God now? He lifted a finger, looking perturbed by her interruption. No, Amora, not God. But from their viewpoint I may seem a bit…..god-like. She rolled her eyes in an exaggerated manner. And if you’d let me finish, he went on, these particular individuals had no part in the construction of that monument; it was their ancestors who erected it. And I must say, they did a fine job of it too. My likeness has weathered the centuries quite well. You’re despicable. He frowned at the insult. Nobody was forced to build us a temple, Amora. They chose to do so. You were that impressive to them, huh? Apparently. His eyes twinkled at the memory. He took a few steps toward the distant city, pulling Eena along. Come on, let’s go have some fun. No way. She planted her feet, refusing. Surprisingly it put a stop to him. And why not? Because your sudden appearance will upset them! No doubt you’ll want to show off with some shockingly grand entrance. I’m not going to take part in a game of deceit. I’m not deceiving anyone, Edgar disputed. I can’t help it if they happen to think I’m perfectly magnificent. His pompous view of himself earned a nasty look as well as a lecture. I can’t believe you’re okay with letting people believe lies that affect the way they live and think! You’re not even close to being a god, Edgar and yet you allow them to accept you as some sort of deity because of your unusual abilities. For centuries now you’ve abandoned this world and a population who probably looked to you and your lousy sisters for help. It’s all a big, disgusting sham! Edgar pouted like a child. Fine—spoil all my fun. We’ll go do something else. Something that doesn’t include your poor, fragile, stupid mortals. They’re not stupid. They think I’m a god, he snapped. That was a pretty good argument.
Richelle E. Goodrich
What is needed is not that a religion be true, meaning that what it claims exist beyond the ink it is written with in a holy book. That is hard to prove. What is important is that a religion be a good system to help us mere mortal deal with our short and troubled life in the universe. Whether what we hope for in the afterlife materializes or not is not important, what is important is that we believe it will materialize and that gives us hope.
Bangambiki Habyarimana
Father God, we thank you for your grace and your mercy, for allowing us to be together under your covenant and God we thank you for the revelations and for the breakthroughs; for your direction and for your healing. We thank you God for the opportunity to just be a vessel for your kingdom. God we trust you, we love you, we honor you and all glory is yours. Amen
Germany Kent