What about you, God said to me.

What about you, God said to me.

What about me, I asked in return.

You tell Me, God shot back.

Why ask now, I gave Him as good as I got.

Where is the question marks, in your replay, said He.

You are The One Who asked, why should it be up to me to end the sentence correctly.

Ah, said He.

Aha, replied I.

God: What about YOU?

Me: I have no idea. I have not considered me. Much. Have been taught to not inquire about the things I desire, want and need.

God: Taught these things by ME?

Me: I never thought much about that.

God: Think on these things. Were you taught to never consider yourself by ME?

Me: Well, now that You ask, not really. Okay, so, no.

God: Who then taught you not to consider yourself?

Me: Life.

God: Was it really Life who taught you these things?

Me: I never thought much about that.

God: Think on these things. Were you taught to never consider yourself by Life?

Me: Not really. Okay, so no.

God: Who then taught you not to consider yourself?

Me:(hesitantly now). My parents?

God: Is that your answer or a question?

Me: I am not so sure.

God: Think on these things. Were you taught never to consider yourself by your parents?

Me: Not really. By their examples, maybe. Yet, not in actual words. Mom did her best to feed the world. Dad talked to any and everybody and ‘never met a stranger’ in his words. So, not really. no.

God: Who, then, taught you not to consider yourself?

Me: The world???

God: Is that your answer or another question?

Me: I’m no longer sure.

God: Consider these things. Were you taught never to consider yourself by the world?

Me: Not really. In fact, the world tends to applaud and approve on folks being selfish and only considering themselves. So, again, I don’t think I was taught this by the world.

God: Who, then, taught you never to consider yourself?

*Peering over God’s Shoulder, Cassandra could see the culprit, plain as day, staring coldly and dismissively at her. Angrily, Cassandra whispered in God’s Ear to turn around. Turning, slowly, God gazed with compassion on one who had been costing His Daughter dearly. He had compassion.*

God: What will you do with this knowledge?

Me: I will do better. I will consider me.

God: What will you do to the culprit.

Me: I shall forgive them for they knew not what they were doing to me.

God: Ah.

Me: Aha!

God: What about you?

Me: We will see.

*Cassandra gave God a hug then turned to leave the room. Taking one last look, in the mirror, Cassandra said but two words*

“Forgive, me”, Cassandra said to me.

“I, do”, replied I.

forgiven,

Cassandra

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