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05/21/2005: "Family Conversation - I"

“Hello, Son.” “Greetings, Father. Hallowed be Thy name. How sits Creation?” “Don’t get me started! I’m pretty peeved, Son, since you ask! They’ve been acting lately like they own the place! It’s bad enough that they’re trashing high, low, and middle. I made Gaia to take care of herself in her own time, although they’re not going to be too happy with how she does it. What really ticks me off is they’re not even giving Me the respect I’m due as Creator! They’re taking the lazy way our by saying that My whole setup works by magic, with me running around behind the scenes pulling the levers. Or even worse, that I just beamed them all down like yesterday! I go to the trouble to create a vast internally-consistent universe, sweating all the details, and do they bother even looking at it? N-o-o-o-o-o! It’s just so much easier to sit back and say ‘God’s making it all happen.’ A pretty convenient attitude if you’re not up for a little study! The worst of it is that when I get a few who devote their lives to carefully inventorying what I did, working out how it all fits together, they’re on the receiving end of shots from my supposed “worshipers.” I say that if someone worships Me, they should show some basic respect for what I created and for the people who really care about how it all works! Look, I create dinosaurs to show that bad things can happen to good species, with bones lying all over the place so maybe they don’t get uppity, and what do they say? ‘Intelligent design.’ OK, maybe I did design it all, but concluding this without even looking at what I did is taking the easy way out. I worked hard so that nobody could lift a lazy finger and say, ‘Yep, has to be God.’ I worked hard so that it would be impossible to prove that it had to be Me! Faith has no value if nature is a big neon sign flashing “God…God…God.” And how in Creation are they going to keep it all up if they don’t have a clue how it works? I mean, I spelled out perfectly clearly that the Earth is Mine and people are the stewards. Tell me, and you know this, Son, how can you be a good shepherd if you know zilch about sheep? It’s laziness, that’s what it is. Laziness and greed. They don’t want to hear that taking care of My legacy requires actual work! They’re too busy building up rusty, moth-eaten treasures! But look at Me, I’m going on and on! So, Son, how is Your Church?” “Speak of the Devil, Father! Literally! Let me tell You about it.”
to be continued…