Even God Gets Tired, Doesn't He?

So here is the real deal. In Genesis 2, God is tired. Hilarious, isn’t it? No. Not in a hurry my friend.

I am 5.8” and for a man, that is really short. And considering the fact that my father (God bless his cotton socks) was 6.2”, it makes me look like a disappointment standing beside him. And no man wants to be this short except me. I travel a lot so it helps to be portable. Sometimes I can just fold my legs on an airport chair, close my eyes, and go to the other side of slumber land. It pays great dividends to be short. Especially in a bad economy like this, short people can really save money on a lot of things. But this is irrelevant to our story. May be not. Yes, now I remember. I was talking about God getting tired. If you think I am lying, read Genesis 2:2. God rested from his six days of work. I know some people want to nickel and dime on this one saying that the fact that God rested does not mean he was tired. Okay if God was not tired, then the writer of Genesis, whom we don’t know yet, has a great deficit for vocabulary. I know that some people rest when they are not tired. But all rest has at least some form of tiredness built into it. If not the present tiredness, then it’s the anticipation of it.

If you are a Bible-reading atheist, you know that the last thing God created before he took a long nap was Adam and Eve. Yes Adam and Eve. And you wonder why it is so tiresome working with people? Ask God. He’s been-there-done-that-got-the-t-shirt. It must have been exhausting working on creating man. Or may be emotional I should say. Some times emotions make us more tired than work itself. So here is a guy who has spent the whole day recreating himself. You doubt that? Read Genesis 1:27. God created man in his own image. Other translations say that God created man in his own likeness. Ever wonder what part of us is actually God’s image? I do and I have never been able to answer that one. May be you can help.

Reading on from Genesis 2 we find something really interesting. Something that helps me put evolution to test and creationism to work. “God formed man from the dust of the ground and breathed into his nostrils the breath of life, and the man became a living thing”. Now if that doesn’t blow your mind I don’t know what does. And here is the issue I have with evolution: I want to believe that the fresh breathe of God is still alive and well in me. Oh I love that! The complexity of my brain, the intricacy of my emotions, the obscurity of my thoughts, are not only the work of art but also the power of higher being. Someone higher than life has given me a portion of himself. I am not only mortal with dusted skin (you don’t doubt my skin is dusted, do you?) but also a marvelous being with part of the divine coming in and out of me constantly. If you hold your nose and mouth and try to stop yourself from breathing you will understand what I mean. LIFE. God breathed his life into me and from that day on I became, not only alive, but also divinely alive. Now give me a creationist who can explain that and I will show you a man who does not value his own breath.

So did God really get tired after creating man? I don’t know. One thing I know is that the man deserved a rest especially after creating something as marvelous as me. Pinch my skin for me please!!!!!!!!