It
was just like any other day. I was riding the train home from work. The only thing
out of the ordinary is, I met someone, someone really special.
I
entered the train to find it to be empty, just me and some other man in the
corner. I took a seat next to this man.
“Hey
buddy, how do you do?” the man asked me.
“Fine.
How may I help you?”
“Nothing
much. Just keep a conversation with me going.”
“Okay.”
“Your
name is Mason Lancaster am I right?”
How did he?
“I can read
your thoughts. Is that a satisfactory answer?”
“I didn’t
ask you anything yet you answered my thoughts?”
I sounded
silly, real silly.
“Do not be
embarrassed, my friend. Be calm.”
“How can you
read minds?”
“For I am God.”
God? He, God?
I am a man of science, yet I still take him word for word. Even if I don’t
recognise him as God, how could he have read my mind? Know my name?
“If you are
really God, can you prove it? Clear my doubts.”
“To doubt,
is a sin. A sin I can easily understand and forgive. All men sin. I have to
apologise if I say things that are uncomfortable to you. You are a divorcee to
Freya Rees, she dumped you on the cold night of a Friday. Is that enough
proof?”
“But how did
you know?”
“Up till
now, you still think of her, love her.”
“Okay. So you
are God”, I stated. “Now tell me, why do you talk to me? Of all people, why did
you choose me?”
“For you are
different. You have believed I am God have you not? Most will be in disbelief.
Even my followers will be outraged after I reveal my identity to them.”
“Ah, I see.
Since you are here, may I use this opportunity to ask you some questions?”
“I do not
mind.”
“Why did you
create men?”
“I did not
create men. Men created me. On the seventh day of creation, mankind was lonely,
they wanted someone to look up to, someone of great powers that they knew they
could never have. Over time, more and more people believed in me and I got the
abilities I have from their fantasies. Does that do as a good enough answer?”
“Yes. Can
you tell me if there really is a heaven and hell?”
“There is, in
fact, such places.”
“If men believe in another kind of God or
Deity, why aren’t they like you, alive?”
“Good
question. However, I do not know how to answer such a question. Yes, I may be a God
but, it doesn’t mean I know everything there is to know.”
“Fair
enough. Do you know your purpose in the world?”
“No, I do
not. I think men will answer that question for me in the years to come.”
The God
picked up a cup of coffee and sipped on the coffee.
“Where have
you been when men need you most? Thousands die every day. Have you forsaken
them?”
“I am always
with them till their death bed. I am inside of men, in the depths of their
heart I reside. I have not forsaken anyone. Thousands die every day to be sent
to either heaven or hell. Thousands die for their family and friends need to
experience hardship to prepare for the future. That is why.”
“I
understand. What is the goal you wish to achieve by talking to me?”
“Took you
long enough to ask. When you get home, you would get on your laptop and start
typing our conversation out and then spread it across the internet. Many others
would have read this and they would of course not believe in this but will keep
in mind of such possibilities of God not only existing but conversing with men
like you. So you will be my appointed prophet.”
“Oh.”
“If you do
not mind, I shall take my leave now. I enjoyed talking to you but goodbyes have
to be made. I believe I have said enough.”
“Wait, just one more question.”
“Very well.”
“Will I see
you again?”
“You can
find out yourself. Only time will tell.”
The God put
down his now empty cup on the table and with a blink of the eye, he
disappeared.
True enough,
when I got home, indeed did I log on my laptop to type this story you are
reading now. I believe I will meet the God again, not now but soon. Whether you
choose to believe my conversation with God really did take place is up to you.
Will you
meet God one day too? Only time will tell.
Author’s notes:
·
If God did not create men then, who did?
·
What kind of train had Mason embarked? Why would there be coffee for God
to drink?
·
What does it mean to “meet God soon” to Mason?
·
Almost every religion does a ‘God’ send a prophet to spread the word of
their existence be it Islam or Christianity.
Any reference to any religion is to
be taken without any offence for it is all in the work of fiction. Whether or
not it truly reflects on the identity of God is debatable.
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