I wrote this for creative writing. I'm aware it's a little sacrilegious, but it's not really about God, if that makes any sense, it's about an absence of order in life... I'm also aware that it is a bit pessimistic, but that is becuase it had to be under a page (that was the assignment). I was going to add on a bit about how humanity really isn't all bad, and there are a lot of people but the media and the people that are not helping the situation take the center stage, but I ran out of room, so it's left in its cynicism.

Sacrilege

Sunday (or Monday, depending on who you ask), about 15 billion years ago: God, in his loneliness, created the universe, using His vacuum of space to suck the meteors and the planets and the stars and blow them out in a cloud of spectacularly messy dust. God tweaked the vacuous space for ten billion years until in one small corner of creation He saw a speck of light as the Sun heaved into being, and He divided Day and Night.

Monday, 4 billion years ago: God took the mishmash of molecules dancing through the infant earth and created liquid water, separating it from a developing atmosphere. God let the earth stew in the steaming juices and life began to organize itself loosely with chromosomes and photosynthesis and algae floating on the sea.

Tuesday, 1 billion years ago: God looked at the rocky crags of continents and spread algae and fungi to the land, blowing air into the parachute of their evolution. Eventually hard cell walls and roots developed and fertilization with wondrous seeds.

Wednesday, 15 billion years ago: God gets confused on day four, and in His confusion he will reinstate the universe, creating again the Sun and again the Moon and again the sparkling drips of light throughout the heavens. He slipped back into time and changes things.

Thursday, 700 million years ago: God started with the sponge, a mouth and anus. Jellyfish came next, opening and closing through the water like little sacks trailing venom. After the jellyfish everything began rolling- flatworms, arthropods, mollusks, vertebrates, sharks, insects, amphibians, reptiles, birds. God admired, for a moment, the simple multiplication, before smashing some meteor into the Earth. Perhaps the dinosaurs were an embarrassing mistake.

Friday, 50 million years ago: With the unlucky dinosaurs out of the way, God created horses and cattle and Neanderthals and Homo erectus. God looked at this ecological mess and saw the beauty in its intricacies. He was, however, still isolated in his loneliness, and so He created a man, a man from his own image, capable of compassion, capable of love, capable of peace, capable of beauty, capable of hope…

Saturday, 100 thousand years ago: God slept for 100 thousand years, a short nap, not even a whole day. He rested, breaking the slumber only to send his son to die, falling back asleep again as apostasy smothered the earth, hazy in that state between caring and oblivion.

Sunday, today (or perhaps the day before, or maybe even one hundred years ago, depending on who you ask): God wakes up feeling a bit sore and more than a little tired, but anxious to view the progress of his people on the earth. He decides the most efficient way to know how we’re doing would be to watch the news, so he turns on CNN and he hears: “Western tourists abducted in Yemen” “Police hunt poison moonshiners” “Vandals attack pope’s birthplace” “Suicide bomb kills Afghan governor.” God watches the videos of religious zealots blowing up buildings in His name; He watches grown men raping small children; He watches car bombs blow up soldiers; He watches people in Africa starve to death when plenty of food lies a few miles away; He watches angry protestors blow up abortion clinics; He watches men beat their wives and their children; He watches teenagers hooked on drugs lay twitching with seizures in the street.

He watches until he is so sick that he cannot watch anymore and then he turns off the television and with unimaginable weariness he goes back to sleep.

Perhaps we are, despite all our potential, just another embarrassing mistake.