Last night, I ran out my door, I ran down the street, and I ran to the park.
I ran to the deepest, darkest, and most wooded part of the park. I needed to speak LOUD, I needed to be heard, but I didn't want to be overheard.
I climbed up into a tree, to get closer to the sky.
I yelled "HEY GOD!"
There was no answer.
I yelled again "HEY GOD!"
This time there was a response!
Someone yelled out "Shut the hell up, before I call the cops!"
I decided that I did not need to yell. God hears all! Right?
So, I just spoke calmly to the sky, and waited for a sign.
Nothing! Nothing! Just stars!
Thousands and thousands of stars; light years and light years away.
Embarrassed, I climbed down from the tree.
I went home and talked to my plants.
They are much closer to God than I.