Oh God – Part Twenty-Three
Well, come
to think of it, he didn’t really see what his grandmother Sara looked like
either. It was strange. He didn’t know what anybody looked like. He just knew
who they were. It must be another one of God’s little tricks to confuse him.
There must be a relationship between body recognition and life in the real
world.
“The world
you talk about is not real,” spoke God. “It is your training ground; your
school. That’s where you learn everything you need to know for this world – the
real world as it were. There’s an infinite variety of what you can learn there
and practice during that lifetime. It’s all your choice within the parameters
of that world. When you are finished and have gained all the knowledge and
experience, it’s over and done and of no more use to you.
“You come
here, into purgatory and generally sleep until the day I judge your performance
at ‘school’ and you are placed either here in heaven with me, or in Satan’s
hell.”
“Purgatory?
I was in Purgatory? How’d I get here then?” Schwartz wanted to know.
“It was a
special case with you, Schwartz. While you practiced all the wrong things in
your ‘school’, you had certain information I wanted to curb this Acronym
business. So I brought you up here to stop that nonsense. It’s actually quite
unusual.”
Hmm,
thought Schwartz, He’d been promoted to being God’s helper; not a bad gig for
an old Jew. Maybe I was one of the ‘chosen people’ he mused.
“Don’t
flatter yourself, Schwartz.” God sounded a little annoyed. “That old myth don’t
hold no water around here. What we got here AND down in hell are SPIRITS!
Humans are all down on earth an’ there’s no special kind. All the talk about
things like that is nothin’ more than political
“What if in
the process o’ bein’ here I lose those memories? Will I still be welcome here?”
“Of course!
You are after all, part of the family. I told you that when you first arrived.
Don’t you feel that way?”
“I do, I do,”
beamed Schwartz. He was a bit confused as to how this was all going to roll out
for him. How could he possibly forget
his earthly life with all its accomplishments and accumulation? Funny though, he couldn’t remember the
devastation he had wrought upon his family and business associates during the
course of his life, as though it wasn’t important.
“It’ll take
a while, but you’ll get used to it.” Said God.
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