I sat down next to God today, On 12th and Main. He smiled at me like He always does, Offering that same stick of gum. No, says I, I think I'll pass. He nods, putting it away into His coat pocket. He watches the birds, the same ones He feeds each day. You know, says He, if I were to stop feeding these birds... ...they wouldn't die. I nod. This is the same statement He has uttered before. You see, He continues, the human race and all that live on this earth Are beyond extraordinary at birth. I made them that way, you see. They don't need Me here. No...I did it this way. They need me there I nod. This is the same statement He has made before. He smiles, brushing crumbs off of his dark hands. I love them, He murmurs, and I smile. I know, says I. I have always known. It's hard to watch them fall down, says He. I know, says I. I have always known. He nods, taking my hand in His warm palm. Not yet, he states with wisdom. No, not yet, I assent. I am not a parent. He smiles. He knows. He has always known. Shall we meet here tomorrow? He asks. I nod. This is the same question He has asked before. I'm not sure my faith is strong enough, yet, I say. To forgive You yet. He nods, watching the birds. I know, says He. But I am here, when you can forgive Me. I nod. I know. I have always known. Will you forgive me? He nods. I still hurt, I murmur. He nods. I know, says He. You let me fall. He nods. You broke my heart. He nods. I haven't forgiven You yet. He nods. He knows. He has always known. Same place tomorrow, then? I ask. Knowing. He nods. Same place, tomorrow. |

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