Amen, that's just nasty.

God's not afraid of taboos. We're supposed to love God. It is funny when He's outrageous.

Maybe, if you talk to Him, He'll tell you other favorite bands. Relationships with God are supposed to be private and personal, perhaps. I asked Him His favorite color a few times, being naughty. God's answers have doubt most times.

Let's not be too forward about getting Him to solve problems. Slow down and get to know and love Him. He's generally evasive, but not completely. Be careful what you wish for.

You know how the Dali Lama is pleasant and not overbearing? That's not so bad.

God says...
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reeze, but, with an
air of indifference amounting almost to weariness, got out my money
and tossed four dollars on to the table. Ah, you should have seen
them stare!

The clerk was astonished and charmed. He asked me to retain
one of the dollars as security, until he could go to town and
--I interrupted:

"What, and fetch back nine cents? Nonsense! Take the whole.
Keep the change."

There was an amazed murmur to this effect:

"Verily this being is _made_ of money! He throweth it away eve

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Yeah, that does sound like train fare, perhaps, maybe not. Brain storming is the idea, but some answers don't work.

I often say God is like a billionare who might like real friends -- people who don't always think of His money. For the average Christian, they mostly don't want to go to Hell, so they might not be such good real friends.

That's kind of a uncheerful interpretation. I think God was trying to be cheerful.

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God says...
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r her face. And yet refusing to return
without me, I scarcely persuaded her to stay that night in a place
hard by our ship, where was an Oratory in memory of the blessed
Cyprian. That night I privily departed, but she was not behind in
weeping and prayer. And what, O Lord, was she with so many tears
asking of Thee, but that Thou wouldest not suffer me to sail? But
Thou, in the depth of Thy counsels and hearing the main point of her
desire, regardest not what she then asked, that Thou mightest ma

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Let's ask God His favorite color :-)

God says...
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studies' restore cupidity thrust songs upborne YOU mortality
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Contain inmost toilsome seen betake resend pleasure retire
refusing heareth thy Book peril things cheerful gratification
these weighty superstitious instances wondrous successively
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identify chain thickets licence satiety offices whales
absurdly MADE world borne Light safer another contradictory
consent forthwith medicining supercelestial history boiling
unassuming wallowed redemption consumption furnished like
decked wait High Unchangeable consciousness uphold Writ
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warranted This Willing beloved expressed relied scoffing
varied peril hatchet unnatural soothed repair IT adversary
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Commandment into wondrously was Ergo citizen renounce
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I thought someone was gonna unprovoked turn this conversation sour. I guess God mentioned cane toilsome. He has a point. I'm going to sleep.

God says...
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surpass the powers of a well man
nowadays to take up his bed and walk, and I should certainly advise
a sick one to lay down his bed and run. When I have met an
immigrant tottering under a bundle which contained his all --
looking like an enormous wen which had grown out of the nape of his
neck -- I have pitied him, not because that was his all, but because
he had all that to carry. If I have got to drag my trap, I will
take care that it be a light one and do not nip me in a vital part.
But percha