Sitting in Church

He had gotten over the feeling that someone was always watching him. He told lies without blinking, but sometimes hated the awful things he wished.

I have sinned against you in thought

Prayer always felt more like a group exercise than communication with the ineffable divine. The minister hawked the book, blessed everyone’s messes. Tell God what’s on your mind.

He wondered, does God really make decisions based on what we say to him?

As far as he could tell, God had always ignored him, or perhaps listened to him the way his wife did, nodding but thinking of something else.

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