When youngsters are silent for long, their parents exclaim: “The children are too quiet—something must be wrong.” The assumption is that the kids are probably getting into trouble. With the same inflection, I note that God is very quiet today. I’m sure that some sage once put forward the idea that God prefers to be ignored.
Is God ignorable by intention? Are we ignoring God or is God ignoring us? (Already I am assuming that we are not God.) It’s hard to tell, because God never makes a peep, except through the mouth of anyone who’s willing to fabricate untruths.
Why does God insist on communicating with us only by way of liars? If God would deign to address us directly, through his own mouth, I’d happily give God my full attention.
I think, however, that the average person wants God to fit into the scene of their daily life, like background ambiance from one of those devices that generates “soothing nature sounds to help you sleep.”
Everyone else’s God somehow manages to be a vicious judge and a milksop, all at once; whereas my own God is just cruelly indifferent. This is why I hope that my God eats their God.
Instead of sacrificing animals or humans to them, we should make the deities consume each other. (Now that I think about it, I guess that’s what happened with Jesus, supposing he was truly divine.)
Alternately, it wouldn’t make me sad to discover that all of our Gods, even my own God, got melted down into a crystal river.