An Impatient Letter from God

From: GOD
To: My Children on Earth

My Dear Children (and believe me, that’s all of you),

I consider myself a pretty patient guy. I mean, look at the Grand Canyon. It took millions of years to get it right. And how about evolution? Boy, nothing is slower than designing that whole Darwinian thing to take place, cell by cell, and gene by gene.

I’ve been patient through your fashions, civilizations, wars and schemes, and the countless ways you take Me for granted until you get yourselves into big trouble again and again.

But now I want to talk to you about religious rivalries. Enough already! Let’s get one thing straight. These are your religions, not Mine.

I’m the whole enchilada; I’m beyond them all. Each religion claims it’s My favorite one. And each claims its bible was written personally by Me, and that all the other bibles are man-made. Oh, Me.

Okay, listen up now. I’m your Father AND Mother, and I don’t play favorites among My children. Also, I hate to break it to you, but I don’t write. My longhand is awful, and I’ve always been more of a “doer” anyway. So ALL of your books were written by men and women. They were inspired, remarkable people, but they also made mistakes here and there. I made sure of that, so that you would never trust a written word more than your own living heart.

You see, one human being to me—even a bum on the street—is worth more than all the Holy Books in the world. That’s just the kind of guy I am. My Spirit is not an historical thing, it’s alive right here, right now, as fresh as your next breath.

Holy books and religious rites are sacred and powerful, but not more so than the least of you. They were only meant to steer you in the right direction, not to keep you arguing with each other, and certainly not to keep you from trusting your own personal connection with Me.

The true purpose of your religions is so that YOU can become more aware of ME, not the other way around. Believe Me, I know you already. I know what’s in each of your hearts, and I love you with no strings attached. Lighten up and enjoy Me! That’s what religion is best for.

What you seem to forget is how mysterious I am. You look at the differences in your Scriptures and say, “Well, if this is the truth, then that can’t be!” But instead of trying to figure out My Paradoxes and Unfathomable Nature, why not open your hearts to the simple common threads in all religions?

You know what I’m talking about: Love and respect everyone. Be kind, even when life is scary or confusing, take courage and be of good cheer, for I am always with you. Learn how to be quiet, so you can hear My still, small voice (I don’t like to shout). Leave the world a better place by living your life with dignity and gracefulness, for you are My Own Child. Hold back nothing from life, for the parts of you that can die surely will, and the parts that can’t, won’t. So don’t worry, be happy. (I stole that last line from Bobby McFerrin, but who do you think gave it to him in the first place?)

Simple stuff. Why make things so complicated? Do you think I care whether you call me Yahweh, Jehovah, Allah, Brahma, Father, Mother or even the Void of Nirvana? Do you think I care which of My special children you feel closest to - Jesus, Mary, Buddha, Krishna, Mohammed or any of the others? You can call Me and My Special Ones any name you choose, if only you would go about My business of loving one another as I love you.

I’m not telling you to abandon your religions. Enjoy your religions, honor them, learn from them, just as you should enjoy, honor, and learn from your parents. But do you walk around telling everyone that your parents are better than theirs? Your religion, like your parents, may always have the most special place in your heart; I don’t mind that at all.

But My Special Children - the ones that your religions revolve around - all live in the same place (My heart) and they get along perfectly, I assure you. Please stop creating a myth of sibling rivalry where there is none.

My blessed children of Earth, the world has grown too small for religious rivalries. The whole planet is connected by air travel, satellite dishes, telephones, fax machines, rock concerts, diseases, and mutual needs and concerns. Get with the program! If you really want to help, then commit yourselves to figuring out how to feed your hungry, clothe your naked, protect your abused, and shelter your poor.

And just as importantly, make your own everyday life a shining example of kindness and good humor. I’ve given you all the resources you need, if only you abandon your fear of each other and begin living, loving, and laughing together.

I’m not really ticked off; I just wanted to grab your attention because I hate to see you suffer. I gave you free will. I just want you to be happy. Always. Trust in Me.

Your One and Only,
God

An Impatient Letter From Godr
Author: Bo Lozoff, co-founder of the Human Kindness Foundationr
As read on the May 16, 1998 Paul Harvey Radio Show