"The Universe Loves You Like A Monkey..."

Hmmm...


When I have nothing to do, I sit around and think about stuff... like clowns having sex, guitar/sex faces... whether or not Liam Larry will ever get laid again in his life time...


You know.. those deep topics.


I'm thinking that the planets and the stars must be doing some weird crap in the skies...


If you have some time, read these following blogs...
    Magnolia over at Magnolia...
   Jessica over at Have We Met...
   Danielle over at MidLife Mommy...    


Reading these kinds of posts kick what's left of my brain...  I like writers that ask these kinds of questions... 

I will let you read them and gather from them what you will... but they caused me to start thinking about God (whether or not there is a Supreme Power), What role does/should a Supreme Power play in our daily lives...??? Does prayer really work...??? ... and that got me to thinking about something I saw in the news a few weeks ago. I wish I paid better attention to the articles and stories.


The story was about how the human body contains the same matter, or materials, or whateverthefuck as that of which Universe is composed.  That got me to thinking... When I was a kid, I was told that God lived in the sky... in the clouds...

I would look skyward, and always wonder where He was... Oddly enough, I DID imagine that he looked like this fellow above!!  Maybe that is why I think that sometimes, God has forsaken me...


I think back about what I have learned about religious thoughts... ideas... the Native Americans always thought that their God lived in the sky... Many primitive cultures seem to have been sky watchers, just based on what artifacts have been discovered in places where they lived and died...


I remember hearing this woman once... she was rummaging through her purse looking for her pencil... she found it... and said, "Thank you, God, for helping me find my pencil..."

Now... in all due respect, I did have one of those 'WTF' Moments!!!  I mean, does He have that kind of free time to go around helping someone who can't find her butt with both hands to find her pencil?? 


No wonder we have all the catastrophes that we do... God is out looking for pencils when earthquakes are quaking... when hurricanes are hurricaning...


All of this in order to find a fucking pencil...


I would think He has higher priorities...

Maybe... all along... when we would pray to Heaven above.. or look skyward for God... maybe in reality, we've been looking towards our Origin... our beginning... and ultimately where we will go again one day... back to dust... back to cosmic dust.


I've got to think more about this, but there seems to be a great correlation here with so much... I will probably have to get some graph paper, pie charts, and stuff like that in order to sort it out...

OK, Ok, Ok... I know that's Satan... Not God.. but it works... 


Danielle wrote about a friend whose relationship had hit a tough streak... and that her friend commented about turning the matters over to God...  Again, I'm sure that God has higher priority things to do... but there is an order to the Universe... A natural order, if you will.  My interpretation would be that if the relationship was meant to be, then it would be...


When my daughter was abusing alcohol at an all time high, she was required to to to AA... and I went to Al-Anon. If you aren't familiar with Al-Anon, it is the organization that works to try to help others realize that they were not enablers of the alcoholics and their actions.  They had a saying, "Let Go and Let God...", meaning let go of the problem and let God handle it.  Again, I think that goes to the order of the Universe...


After all, I read in someone's comments once that 'TheUniverse Loves You Like A Monkey.' That sure spoke to me.. that became my Face Book status...


If there is a God, how could He possibly have the time to answer ALL of the prayers that come to him from all over the world?? And what if He is God in the other civilizations on other planets out there?? Hell, he would be one busy God... no??

But maybe prayers are a way of allowing ourselves to express issues that are bothering us...Allowing us to state them in words... words that we can hear and that we can process... Maybe we pray that a loved one makes his trip safely and comes back home... or that a relationship works out...

I'm really not making fun of religion... at all. I think that everyone has a point in their lives when they might invoke God's name... His will...


My daughter has no qualms about being very anti-religious, but when her husband was sick recently, she texted me and asked me to pray for him... Half way being a smart ass... half way being serious, I asked of her, 'To Whom should I direct this prayer?'


She called me a smart ass... Can you imagine calling someone who you have just asked to pray for devine intervention a smart ass?


 I try to understand, respect, and honor all view points about religion, politics, and frying eggs.  I don't like it when someone comes along and tells me that I am wrong... or that I am going to Hell for something I have done.  Oh, don't get me wrong, I am sure I am going to Hell, but not for THAT event!! 


Anyhoo... this post became disjointed. I think it's easy to do when thinking and writing about such a topic. It's not that easy to sort and digest.


But, if you made a decision that resulted in a career over children and a longer marriage, that by no means, means you messed up.  It simply means that you were living your Life...


If you offer up a prayer that a loved one makes his journey and returns safely, that doesn't make one a hypocrite.  Maybe it opens a door for further reading, dialog, and discovery... and if someone wants to offer her relationship to God... and have him determine an outcome, one has to be prepared for that outcome to happen... and it may be contrary to what one wants...


I'm gonna shut up now... Blah...

~shoes~