Interview someone — a friend, another blogger, your mother, the mailman — and write a post based on their responses.
Welcome to today’s interview. We have with us a highly unusual and remarkable guest – God. A little overwhelming but it should prove interesting.
“Let’s start with how I address you?”
“I don’t care. Call me God, Yahweh, Allah, Krishna, Rah, call me Steve, I just want people to talk to me.”
“Okay, unexpected, but…so…first question.”
“What do you think of humanity?”
“Separated from love, making a mess, blaming everyone else.”
“You’re very concise Steve.”
“I am, doesn’t always work though. When I first made contact I set out my stall, God is love. Apparently even killing each other somehow comes under that heading. The justifications don’t fool me.”
“They’ll call you woke.”
“I’ve been awake for millions of years, they can call me what they like, I’ve heard it all.”
“Not bothered then?”
“No, I’m God, it’s my word, I’m right and they’re wrong. Why you would insult love and respect, care and consideration for others, baffles me.”
“It baffles us too. Are you angry at the state of the world?”
“Furious, deeply disappointed, incredulous, despairing.”
“What should we do?”
“Cure the sickness in your society. Don’t worship millionaires and billionaires, learn to love and respect each other. Don’t worship money, don’t worship leaders. Don’t look to anyone else to save you, you have to save yourselves. I gave you free will and the good in your world have to do this.”
“We wouldn’t know where to start.”
“With everything you say and everything you do. Be the change you want to see. Call out all nastiness. Guide your children well. Don’t let them rule you, raise them, discipline them. Strengthen them in the emotions that build a great society.”
“What do you think causes our anger and unhappiness?”
“Living an unnatural life.”
“Pardon?”
“It’s natural to be in a place of love, joy, and happiness, yet your societies have evolved to be the opposite. Fearful, angry, grasping, jealous, distrusting. Thinking one colour, religion, gender or race is better than another. These things create every problem you have. You only have to look at your behaviour to know that none of those things represent better.”
“On the subject of prejudice…”
“Red flag! I created you all. I do not make mistakes!”
(Feeling a bit scared now.)
“I can sense my anger scares you. Unlike humans I will not unleash it. Anger and violence improve nothing.”
“Ah so what do you think of war?”
(Really scared now. That face is not impressed with a side order of something terrifying.)
“It and so much more make me kick myself for giving you free will. Let me ask you a question; how does it feel to be God’s greatest mistake?”
“Not nice Steve not nice.”
“You took love and misused it. You decided the love of power and money was more important. You buy and sell each other everyday in a thousand ways. I created you to live amongst nature and you’re killing it. To live in small communities where you all know and care for each other, not huge overwhelming cities full of strangers. You were supposed to appreciate animals and eat only what you can grow. I could go on. It’s easier to say that I created you for a life of natural beauty, community, love and laughter, but you chose hell.”
“Ouch. It’s not that bad!”
“I see all, and it’s worse. You concreted the Garden of Eden and you’re draining it of life.”
“What do you think of these world leaders and their wars?“
“They will find out! From the dawn of time I have made people apologise to those they have hurt, maimed, abused, and killed. Genghis Khan had been exhausted for hundreds of years and he’s not finished yet. Hitler started shaking years ago; Stalin is a wreck and he has hundreds more years to go, they both do. I start with the children and make them face every small face and tear filled eye and tell them why it was right to slaughter them.”
“Those people probably didn’t believe in an after life,”
“Do I look like I care?”
“No. So you won’t welcome them home?”
“Oh I will! That’s where they will discover that I was never on their side.”
(Readers, please note, the smile is positively terrifying.)
“Is there anything good about us?”
“So much my child, so very much. Everyday I’m moved to tears by the good people doing everything they can. If you could see what I see you would know how many decent, brave, courageous, kind, caring, loving people there are in your world, in all walks of life.”
“Really.”
“Yes and in overwhelming numbers. from the smallest piece of kindness from a toddler, to the the wealthy who commit more than the economy of a small country to helping people. In every layer of your society, in every place in the world. You are 80% magnificent, 10% okay, and let the minority get away with too much because you perceive that they have power. If 50 million people say no to a war and the troops refuse to fight, what can a so-called leader really do?”
“But we feel so helpless.”
“They play a clever game. Do you remember when Ghandi got 100s of people to line up in front of soldiers, in lines of four? They were incredibly brave. Those at the front knew that they would be shot. Yet they came and they walked towards those troops and they died, but they kept coming. The soldiers ran out of bullets, and they kept coming. Gandhi used peaceful protest. You have the numbers in your world to be truly terrifying. To show a bully that they have no real power.”
“I hadn’t looked at it that way.”
“Then look.”
“Our time is up I’m afraid. This has been…yes…something. Could you perhaps leave us with three pieces of advice,”
“Ah a trinity! Yes three is my favourite number.
- Take responsibility if you want a better world. It is your business.
- Do not stay in relationships and places that make you unhappy, that breeds the anger and fear that drives your problems.
- I created no divisions. Move forward as one.”
“Do you think we can?”
“As I said, there are overwhelming numbers of you that can. You are my tribe. Do not let the frightened silence you.”
“The frightened?”
“Those who sit behind keyboards and target others from a safe distance. Those who believe in war and violence. The people who coined the term ‘woke’ are wrong. The good people are right. Keep standing with me.”
“Thank you Steve!”
“You are welcome Amorah, you are all welcome.”
Best love
Deb
Deb Hawken - Amorah 