“I do believe in a Higher Power and I hand that smoldering crap of problems over to him every morning.” – “The Redeemers” by Ace Atkins

I wish I could do that. Distance myself from bad stuff. Remove the detritus of my life with a simple act. “Here……you take this. I can’t deal with it anymore.”

God……..the ultimate garbage collector. The original recycler. After all, he either gave us the garbage to begin with or easy access to it. Temptation. A weak mind. Bad luck. Lousy parents. Unfortunate circumstances. The garbage of life.

So, like many I’m sure, I lug some of this stuff around and expend way too much time, energy, and effort trying to come to grips with it.

“Bad stuff is like tar. It’s hard to wash off.” – “The Redeemers” by Ace Atkins

These folks claiming to give God all their problems allowing them to cavort through each day like some goofy clown are delusional.

What I think God really does is tell each of them – “Hey……don’t try to pawn your garbage off on me. I gave you a brain………….figure it out. Deal with it.”

Now……………if I could only find my brain……..

“I’ve always recognized the human circus and all the wonderful creeps you meet on the way to Oz.” – “The Redeemers” by Ace Atkins