Listening to the news a few minutes ago, one of the lofty talking heads, speaking of the presidential race, advanced his towering wisdom that the candidates are running for “the most important job in the universe.” Uh….say what? Run that by me again?
Yes, I know that the media yakkers really do seem to think that the headquarters of the universe is in Washington, D.C., if not 1600 Pennsylvania Avenue. But last I heard, “the most important job in the universe” was already filled—and it’s not an elected position. And I haven’t heard that God has resigned.
In fact, if you agree with me that besides the Father, Son, and Holy Spirit, the jobs of about a gazillion angels are also more important than the president of one country on a tiny polluted planet in a remote outpost solar system far from heaven—well, if you agree with that, then the candidates are running for, at best, “the One-Gazillion-and-Fourth most important job in the universe.”
Human ego. Sometimes it’s so disconnected from reality that you don’t know whether to laugh or mourn.
