Reason #342,887 I’m Not God

Because when I come flying around a corner in the house and crash into a bookcase and fall on my side and start crying and crying, He does not come up to me and start lecturing on all the reasons why I’ve been told not to run in the house. No, I’m pretty sure He picks me up and lets me cry and says it’s going to be okay.

And for once, tonight, I also did that, but it wasn’t for lack of thinking of the lecture. I just made a choice not to say that this time…