“Hello
everybody, don't panic, I'm God. Yep, that's right but don't worry
I'm not going to do anything bad. I'm just using this lad Paul's body
to speak through because as you probably know, I'm not an earthly
thing, I'm bigger than that, and smaller. I'm not a size per se but
I'm, well one way you people might like to imagine it is I'm a bit
like dust, like a smoky dust, blowing about. Got to bag me up, like
Paul here. If I wasn't in here I'd be all over the place, getting in
your eyes, up your skirts, all over your shelves. What's that you
say? Don't worry about Paul, it doesn't hurt him one bit. He's happy
as Larry. As you know I'm virtuous. I am God after all, pfft. You're
okay aren't you Paul?”
“Yes God.”
“Good Now I'm sure you've all got a lot of questions and I was
expecting a bigger crowd but I'm a bit shy, new to public speaking
and all that, so be gentle. Now I know guys around the world -
religious types - have said they've heard the voice of God, etc,
received my word, my wisdom, and that I have used various people as a
mouthpiece, but in all honesty, not to take anything away from those
kids, I'm sure they're trying to do a good job, this is the first
time I have spoken publicly. No one on earth has ever heard my voice
- the voice of God, but I thought what with all the publicity, not to
mention doubt floating around, I ought to speak up. You are the
privileged few. It's not easy for me, I'm naturally very insecure and
up tight. You can ask any of the spirits up there in heaven - hope
they're looking over me, they'll tell you how quiet I am. I keep
myself to myself up there, only a few close friends, mostly cherubs.
I'm very nervy. It's hard being me. All this power. I'm not cut out
for this job. Can't you tell? It's a nightmare. Okay, well you're all
very quiet, making me nervous. I know I could do better. I'm trying.
It's not easy. Jesus, you guys.
“Well, that's it really, I haven't got much to say. I'm not that
exciting really. The books trump me up, it's fair to say. Only, I'm
doing my best, bear with me, for my sake. I'll be making these
appearances(?) every week, so please be kind. I want to get to know
you guys. We need an understanding if we're going to sort this s**t
out. I need your help, okay, I'm not too proud to admit I'm
struggling here.
“Okay, so I'll see you next week, yeah? Oh and do try and get along
better, or I'll have to hurry up with the next ice age or something.
We can work it out guys. Peace out, God.
“Thanks Paul, same time next week?”
“You got it, God.”
“Cheers, mate. Appreciated.”