And Today’s Prayer . . .

The children’s God is a weather god. To wit . . .

It rains = God’s taking a shower
There’s thunder = God’s moving his bed
There’s lightning = God’s striking a match (and sometimes he’s careless and drops it and causes a fire!)
It’s windy (breezy, gusty or full-out gale) = it’s God’s farts.

Well, I have just returned from battling my way to the local shops—alarmed by the tots on their way to school, their clear plastic umbrellas caught by the wind and, Mary Poppins-like, lifted into the sky (thankfully quickly snatched back, amid wails and cries, by their parent or carer)—and I’ve this to say that childhood god . . .

Please, don’t eat so many greens and beans.
Don’t you know they cause flatulence.

image from www.sensiblehealth.com

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9 Responses to And Today’s Prayer . . .

  1. Judy says:

    Too cute. Simple as it seems, it is an example of the origins of myth. Catastrophic events had a direct causal relationship with the Divine!! As science has grown to explain volcanic eruptions or weather phenomena or anything previous inexplicable, a new term has evolved…God of the Gap…which is getting smaller all the time.

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    • crimsonprose says:

      But I’m a writer. It’s in my nature to make myths. That’s what all my stories are. 🙂 Life is rich in myths; we just choose not to see them.

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    • Brian Bixby says:

      And the fall foliage here in New England is God’s attempt at a tie-dye T-shirt . . . gone weirdly wrong.

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      • crimsonprose says:

        Actually ours too. Last year it didn’t turn till into December–very late. But went for a bit of a stroll yesterday through the ‘claylands’ of Central Norfolk (took a wrong turning, oops not again, ending up with a 12 mile hike) and the trees were glorious colours! And I’ve discovered whence the (fairly common) road name found in Central Norfolk of ‘Wash Lane’. Well, less a road-name, more a green-lane-name. In wet weather a Wash Lane becomes a stream in flood! Yippee. Wet feet!

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      • Brian Bixby says:

        Took my mother for a foliage drive in less than sunny weather Wednesday. Best local spot? The (new) Groton Cemetery, with glorious yellows and reds.

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      • crimsonprose says:

        We had this of cemeteries last year. Odd coincidence, yesterday’s walk started with a visit to my mother, grandmother, a couple of aunts, some cousins and family yet even older; some maybe as old as the wonderfully preserved Elizabethan manor house we saw. Yep, it was back to our roots (one set, anyway)

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