It was Sunday Morning. Washing Day.
I had a few shirts and towels and things that needed washing.
I went to the laundry and started as usual.
I looked outside and dark clouds were forming.
It didn’t look good for drying on the line.
The bell rang and I carried the clothes to the line.
As soon as I hang the first shirt it started raining.
The sky was bright and sunny but it was still raining.
The Sun shower was really annoying.
Oddly enough the rain stopped as soon as I got inside.
So I thought okay I’ll try again.
As soon as I hang a few shirts the rain came back again.
I don’t know if I was hallucinating things but I thought I heard laughter.
It was coming from the sky.
“ Very funny God as soon as I go out it rains and when
I come inside it stops raining.”
Then I heard a voice say:
“I just needed you to know that I am in charge.
Suffering and the fear of death hasn’t worked with you
So I thought I’d try humour. Happy Washing Day.”
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David Wakeling (
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Cute and fun a read that I can identify with having been through the hanging out wash only to have it start to rain, gathering it only to have the sun come back. I would never want a God that did not have a sense of humor someone capable of cosmic jokes how would it be to spend an eternity without a laugh. Good write
Yes indeed and although it is light hearted I think the doubt about God's existence is real.Thank you for your take on this.
My doubt is very strong about any traditional god but the god of nature itself I can not deny and that it should rain on my wash makes me laugh as well as cry.
Enjoy the read, wash and rain for me go hand in hand.😊
Yes it does.Thanks for commenting
It rained all day here on Sunday! 🕊️🙏🏻
OMG is that Arqios the great and mighty? Arqios the lionhearted? Thanks for commenting mi amigo
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