And God sat speaking the names of all those he created, past, present and future.
And God knew them each and everyone like he knew the stars, like he knew each grain of sand on all the shores of the whole world.
He spoke us all right out loud with his eyes shut tight in concentration so that he wouldn't miss a single person.
He knew there would come a day at a cross road that all of us would pass his way and then choose whether or not we would know him.
And god spent a year, maybe a hundred speaking all of us out loud, leaning against a large stone in the early morning when God gets up, resting with his foot in a cool stream...
Just because he is God
Listen to the wind through the trees or the waves against the shore and you can hear his voice as he speaks you and me out loud. Let the voice carry you away or sing you to sleep.
Trucker Jeff
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-day-in-the-life-of-god/
