Church

I have never been religious.  I have even gone out of my way to avoid stepping in churches and particularly the Christian kind.  The reasons why are are really both stubborn and stupid.

While visiting Oslo, I stepped into their large cathedral not only to take a gander at the inside , but to pray, or at least see what it would be like to pray if I was a true believer.  The massive pipe organ rang out some somber tune.  Most of the tourists hung in the rear entrance peaking their head in which is normally my mode of operation.  This time I marched right up to the front pupil past everyone as if I God could hear me better up there.  My prayer began with gratitude. Gratitude for my life, my family, and my friends.  Then I moved on to my request.  Outside of wishing good health and happiness for the above mentioned family and friends, I only could come up with one specific request.  Upon sifting through the news the next day I found that Trump was still alive and in power.  I guess God could not hear me over the loud pipe organ.