Well here it is, Halloween. The is a day dedicated to pretending to be something we’re not. I asked God what he was going go as today, but he pointed out to me that since human senses are completely incapable of experiencing him as he actually is, that pretty much every day is dress up day for him.
I got to thinking about the afterlife this week and in particular about George Carlin’s afterlife. George, when he was alive talked about switching from praying to God, to praying to Joe Pesci. He pointed out that his prayers seemed to get answered at about the same rate and he felt like he was presuming less on his friendship with God. So now George is dead and Joe is still alive. As an aside here, let me point out that I could have used some euphemism like “passed on” but, it being Halloween and all, it just seems like it would be disrespectful to the day to not just come right out and say “dead,” so I did.
Anyway, back to the topic at hand.
It just strikes me as funny that the whole flow of prayer has now gotten reversed. George is up in heaven or down in hell praying to someone here on Earth, while so many other people are here on Earth busily praying to someone up in heaven.
Alanis Morrisette ought to write a song about it.