Oct 29, 2006 09:34
When it comes to religion, with most people that is a VERY touchy subject; just like politics or the Great Pumpkin. Everyone has different beliefs and most of us could sit and discuss/argue about whose beliefs are more substantial for days on end. Or then again, maybe we couldn't. However, for those of us who do believe that there is a higher power, one topic exists that probably hasn't been discussed on those long nights when you stay up until like three in the morning debating whether a high power is real: let's for a minute say that there IS a higher power, a god, if you will; now have any of you out there ever asked yourself this question: does this "god" drink beer?
Think about that for a second.
For the sake of argument and conciseness in this rambling, I'm going to refer to this higher power as "God."
God has done many great things, cured many people and they're have been many miracles said to have happened because of Him. But, did you every thing about what God does when he has been out doing good all day and it gets to be about five o'clock Heaven time, (just a little side note: five o'clock Heaven time cannot be expressed in Earth time, it just doesn't exist), does God sit down and say to himself,
"I'm thirsty, I'd like a brew."
He goes over to his "heavenly" refrigerator, opens it up and there are all the beers of the world. All kinds, all different flavors. He can drink any beer that has ever been made, even the ones that are family secrets; brewed in a basement or garage and never sold. Incidentally, I know NOTHING about brewing beers in your basement or garage. So, God chooses his beer and sits down (I guess on a cloud), but maybe God has a Lazy Boy, and begins to relax. And who does God drink with? Celebrities? Presidents? Average Joes? Surely he can't drink with past politicians.
If God drinks, I would really like to know who He drinks with.
"Uh, President Lincoln, come have a cold one with me. You know, you don't have to wear that top hat all the time; times have changed Abe, you can loosen up a little..."
"Mr. Presley, want to put down that guitar for a minute and come try this Australian brew with me? I just discovered it. You can play that song about the puppy for me..."
"Albert, Albert, got a minute? Of course you do. I have an Austrian beer you might be interested to try. I know, I know, I knew that theory before you did; I'm God remember? Don't get upset, you can explain it to me anyway..."
"Ms. Ross, what are you stitching there? I should probably tell you there is no color in the flag of Heaven. Come to think of it, I don't even think Heaven has a flag; well it still looks nice."
"Excuse me, Mr. Capone? How did you get up here? Get back to filling out those W-2s. Don't give me that look!"
"Ms. Dickinson, care to join me in a drink? No. Ok. Well, tell me the story of your life then. I know I already know it! I'm just trying to make conversation."
So, I guess God could drink with any one he wants to. Or maybe he prefers to drink alone, just be alone with his thoughts. One will never know. Well, eventually we'll know, but I don't want to get into that...