(October 3, 2016 at 4:51 pm)Crossless1 Wrote:(October 3, 2016 at 4:40 pm)KevinM1 Wrote: Well, for starters, god isn't the meek, "oh, golly, I hope one of my kids calls me on my birthday" parent sitting on the sidelines you try to portray him as.
Not so fast! The pathetic "I hope one of my kids calls me on my birthday" schtick is mine. Let me try on this 'God' persona for a bit. I might like it.
<Gazes into a mirror, trying different voices> "You will love me as I love you or . . . I'll . . ." <shakes fist impotently> ". . . I'll damn you and smite you!
*sigh* Perhaps this god thing really isn't my bag. I love my kids way too much for that shit.
Oh well, now I feel like reading about a petulant tyrant of a father. <considers the Bible but picks up "King Lear" instead. shrugs>
Better writer.
Haha
But, yeah, the whole "god is a loving parent" thing just boggles my mind. Loving parents are actively involved in their children's lives. They're there, in the flesh. They're taking their kids to sports games and dance recitals. They're up at 3:00 AM when their kids have a fever. They hold hands, wipe snotty noses, give kisses on cheeks, and maybe even wag a finger or two. They're not just browbeating their kids with values, but actively living them.
God, in contrast, is a deadbeat dad who's threatening to hurt us if we don't do what he wants. Fuck that and fuck him.
"I was thirsty for everything, but blood wasn't my style" - Live, "Voodoo Lady"
