Sunday Times... Easter Edition

God, Mrs. God, Esther (not the Esther) as she is known to her closest friends, and Jesus, all his zombie nonsense aside, really enjoyed Jesus' birthday celebrations. As usual Heaven partied it up late into the wee hours Sunday morning.

Everything went off without a hitch, the food was fantastic, Jesus was at his best turning everything that would stay still into wine, root beer and the tastiest little crab things anyone ever had.

She was is such a good mood she did not even correct Jude when one of the camels backed up onto his foot and he said "God dammit!" then fell on the ground and did the Peter Griffin while everyone laughed their heads off.

Around 5am Atlantic Earth time Yahweh and his Son stood looking at the World. They saw a woman and a dog walking in the drizzle. The woman was exhausted and the dog was beside itself with joy.

The dog was fully aware of how wonderful it was to outside FIRST. No other dogs were out yet, and she was with her woman. She could smell the raccoons and some of the messes they had made. Best of all she could smell her part of the World coming alive again. It was good to not to feel salt on her paws. She kept rolling in the wet grass because she could.

The woman had come home from her job sometime before. She could feel the tired in her bones that were still young enough to have no business feeling like that. She was old enough to have two children sleeping a couple blocks away. Her son, was almost old enough to drive, and would probably have his licence before she did. Her daughter, would not believe in the Easter Bunny much longer.

Jesus and his Father kept watching and started to listen as the pair made there way to a spot near the Sea.  It was dark but they could smell it and the sound eased the the woman's exhaustion.

They sat down and the dog leaned hard against her woman. Not for warmth, just because she could.  The woman leaned into the dog, also, just because she could.

The two Men heard the woman think this.

I am grateful to be here,
To be stronger today than yesterday.
I am honored to have been given this strength,
and to have had opportunities to test it.
I am fortunate to have won my battles,
and privileged to finally have peace.
I am grateful for now, THIS moment,
and every moment of beauty I have ever experienced.
For each love I have had, for each loss I've endured
I've seen how treasured those moments and loved ones were
I am thankful I have a life full of love.
I am grateful there is still a road ahead.
I cannot see the sun but I know it is there.
Every season, each year,moment to moment, children grow, I get older
I am blessed with faith.
I have faith that the Sun will warm strawberries my daughter will pick for me
And the precious sea glass my son will press into my palm.
They will throw their warm brown bodies onto mine and hug me to the sand.
In this dark time I know the light is there,
I can smell the grass growing and feel fog instead of snow,
I know that something new indeed has risen and will rise each day forever.
I am of this Earth as my children are of me.
In love, peace and dignity we live together, 
Love makes me strong.

The woman squeezed the dog, and in her doggy way the dog smiled. They went Home.


Ancient Yahweh and his young Son kept listening to the World.

In dreams, in waking thoughts, in prayers, God and Jesus heard GOOD. If war and hatred and greed and envy were a black wool blanket, they were seeing moth holes of light, expanding, as the blackness got eaten away.

People were loving each other. People were thankful for the day, yet they knew it was coming. They were loving the Earth, their World, and honoring her, and their family's and each other, celebrating in their hearts that they had strength that day, in that moment, to get up. To face the day and the challenges and the tiredness and still be grateful at the end of that day for, something.

As their beloved People, the points of light in the dark began moving around, sharing kind words, a smile, a few dollars to some one in need, or just doing their best to their best selves, God turned to his boy, "You did good Son." 

"I know Dad. I'm gonna do more, I swear." Jesus said, and God was happy.

"Happy Other Birthday Boy"

"Thanks Dad."

..........."Hey Dad?"

"What is it J?"

"..............I WANT TO EAT YOUR SOOOOULLLLLLLL GGGGGRRRRAAAAAAGGUHHH"