How many billion prayers

rise to God’s ears,

every day,

years after years!

It doesn’t matter to what Name

they’re prayed.

All the Names God has chosen to be called

are Holy,

so

God still gets them all!

Imagine!

All that whining!

It’s a miracle God doesn’t throw a snit

and hang-up that candle-stick-phone,

lumber away from the antique-roll-top-desk

in that corner office in heaven

and in a fit

of divine exasperation,

ignore the ringing

for a century or two….

Those prayers,

drowning victims clutching

at anything,

sea weed floating by!

Crying out,

“What am I to do?”

“Where am I to go?”

“How am I gonna get there?”

“Why did this happen to me?”

“When will this end?”

Finally, God says,

“Damn it!

They have not learned a thing!

I AM THE WAY!

I AM THE WHAT!”

THE WHY!

THE HOW!

THE WHEN!

Then God stops

for a deep breath,

calms down

and whispers,

“I am who I am.

Just believe and live.

My will will be done.

It’s a done deal.

Deal with it!”

And God waits for all to say,

“Amen.”