The believer


I BELIEVE in the power of positive thinking, prayer, and child brides.

Most nights, after the lights go out, I repeat: Thank you, God. Thank you, God. Thank you, God. Thank you, God.  Many times over. Then I slip into slumber.

While I subscribe to none of the God myths that run rampant across the globe, I know something is out there … or in here. Everywhere, actually. Something absolutely beyond the comprehension of people using their normal minds.

I do believe this God can be experienced. Mystics sometimes do it. It can be done with plants and herbs if you know how to use them.

Believing in God, as everyone from Southern Baptists to Buddhist monks can attest, will improve your daily life, make you feel better, make you healthier, perhaps even lengthen your time on this fascinating planet.

Which is where child brides come in. It’s good to live with the daily viewpoint of the next generation. It is refreshing and often surprising, always sweet. A gift from that God, wherever she is. Yes, God is a goddess at heart, more female than male.

Which is what makes her manifestations so endlessly tumultuous.