I’m sure you’ve heard that pointless life lesson about the
footprints on the beach when god was strolling along beside you. Then, you got
to a rough patch in life and you realized there was only one set of
footprints. So naturally, you blame god
for deserting you when you needed him the most. And then god says, I was
carrying you, you ungrateful weak bastard. Oh, snap!
Well, I am not blaming god for abandoning me at that point
where I look back and see only one set of footprints. That’s the part where my
god and I each decided to hop on one foot. The footprints do sort of zig-zag
unevenly: maybe we were walking home because we each thought the other guy was
going to be the designated driver until we were both too drunk to drive.
The deep thought for today is that my god isn’t my
designated driver. And my god has a sense of humor, while your god thinks
you’re an ungrateful weak bastard.
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