I know your Moms don’t like me talking this way. She says it‘ll corrupt ya. She means well, and who’s to say? Don’t take my word for it. Hell, just think about it. You got your own life to live.
Well okay Jimmy hun, let me tell you somethin’ about your father, okay? He’s a good man. I wouldn’ta married him otherwise, donchaknow, but he’s got some demons. Some fine monsters I tell ya. So he doesn’t really have faith in the world; he can’t see Gahd’s beauty. Donchaknow how sad that is? It’s like being in hell before you even get there. That’s kinda how I fell in love with him. Here was this man who needed someone to pray for him, and he wasn’t gonna ask for it himself. He had no sense anyone could or would care for him. That’s kinda why I think he don’t believe in Jesus. And I’m not saying there’s only Jesus, I’m just sayin’ Christ works for me. You take that reincarnating -- if we were all repeating things all the time why do we keep making the same mistakes? Answer me that Batman. You’d think people would come around the second, or third time at least, thinking, “Hey, maybe I shouldn’t do this and that. It didn’t work out too well last time.”
But I’d just like your father to believe in something more; that the world doesn’t stop when his eyes aren’t looking. Though that’s what I figure he’s thinking of life: nothing more than what you think it is. But things are just so darn mysterious, there’s gotta be something more. Ya know, they still got no idea what happened the second before the Big Bang and until some scientist says, “This here is what happened,” then I’ll keep on expecting them to atom smash a glimpse of Gahd, thank you very much. Just because people don’t get religion right doesn’t mean it‘s wrong. That’s like a student telling the math teacher, “I got the wrong answer, so math mustn’t exist.” No sirree Bob.
Though your father is right about one thing, and that’s the other reason I fell in love with him. We all got one life to live -- unless you’re a reincarnater (though I don’t think that voodoo is real. Unless it‘s like both: people keep making the same mistakes cuz they haven‘t accepted Christ. Now there‘s something, eh? We all got pieces of the whole, maybe? Where was I?). So we gotta make the most of it donchaknow. Carpe Denim or something. I forget, but it’s no less true. We can all agree on that I’m sure -- one life, grab hold.