Another Overheard Conversation; or, God is a Sociopath1 October, 2008
Last Sunday (wait, TWO weeks ago Sunday) I flew out to a fire in Oregon. My first flight was on a Delta Embraear Regional Jet (comfortable, fast, and don’t take forever to load or unload) which left at 0600. The plane was almost full. The five seats behind and to my right were occupied by a family of five — Mom, Dad, and three little girls.
About an hour into our flight, the oldest of the three little girls (age about 6(?)) spoke up:
“Daddy. We’re missing church!” she said, loudly.
Dad answered, “I know, honey, but God understands.”
“But Daddy, we’re missing church!”
“I know, honey, but our airplane ride is today.”
“But Daddy, you said God hates people who don’t go to church!” she answered in a louder voice. (By this time, I was fighting a case of the giggles.)
Dad sighed and said, “He does, but we were at church last night, and Friday night, and Wednesday night, and Monday night. So God won’t be mad that we missed church today.” (Okay, why would someone go to church four or five times a week? I really do not understand.)
She persisted, getting louder and louder. “Daddy! You told me that only Sunday counts! God’s gonna punish us!”
Dad tried one more time: “God knows that we fear Him and love Him. He will forgive us this one day.”
“Okay, Daddy. But what if God makes the airplane crash?” (I could hear the sense of desperation in her voice.)
“But what if God blows up the airplane to punish us?”
“He won’t” (I heard a snigger from someone near the front of the plane.)
“But what if God . . . .”
“But what if God lets . . . .”
“But wha . . . .”
She finally got the hint and stopped talking. Then her little sister (about 4(?)) pipes up and asks, “Daddy, are we going to church today?”
Mom finally joined the conversation: “Honey, don’t. Daddy’s having a mood.”
The third one (in diapers) did not try to join in the conversation.
As we got off the airplane, the family paused at the end of the hall to await their gate-checked stroller. As they stood there, an older gentleman walked past and asked of the older girl, soto voce, “Are you going to church today?” and walked away.
Dad snarled, “Fucking asshole!”
So God loves this little girl. She fears Him and loves Him. Yet she is terrified that if she misses one day of Sunday church, He will kill everyone on the airplane (all 48 of us) just to punish her for missing church.
Apparently her God is a sociopath.