Do You Laugh At Us, God?

Day 19

Do you laugh at us, God?
When we let life pass us by in the greed to earn more money, refusing to live the little moments. When we say, “I’ll live tomorrow, I’ll stop running after I get a bigger house, I’ll start taking my health seriously after I get my big promotion, I’ll start appreciating the good in life after I buy my dream car.” When we miss our kids’ school plays for business meetings, when we miss our parents’ last goodbyes for overseas deals. Do you laugh at us, when we say “I’ll be happy when I’ll be rich.” Do you laugh at us, seeing how foolish we are to think our tomorrows are guaranteed, and money can make us happy? Do you laugh at us, for thinking, living can be postponed?

Do you laugh at us, God?
When we miss witnessing beauty in nature, because we’re too busy in our phones? When we miss seeing blooming flowers by the sidewalk, fluttering butterflies hovering around, colorful insects by the road. When we don’t acknowledge the person in front of us, who has more interesting stories than our phones, when we miss out on a stranger’s smile, when we stop looking around, immersed in our screens? Do you laugh at us, for living like zombies, ignorant of the colors and beauty, stories and tragedies, nature and humans bustling with life, that we’re all too busy to notice? Do you laugh at us for choosing the screen over living moments?

Do you laugh at us, God?
When we take things too seriously. When we forget to laugh, and hold grudges forever. When we hate each other. When we stop having fun, when we make lives, both our own and others’ miserable. When we immerse ourselves in pride, when we think we’re better than everyone, better than you in fact. When we throw humility out the window, and let ego take its place. Do you laugh at us watching us feed our hollow ego resting in an unpredictably short life?

Do you laugh at us, God?
When we go around judging fellow humans, but when no one’s watching we do the same. When we point fingers, for things we do too, make fun of others, turning a blind eye to our own shortcomings? When we become moral police, in your name, while clearly you never bothered as much as we do. When we choose guns over roses, attacks over hugs. Do you laugh at us when we forget that we all have the same blood running in us anyway, and will eventually end up in the same kind of coffins?

Do you laugh at us, God?
When we throw plastics into the sea, and gases into the air? When we crowd our roads and clouds too. When we suffocate ourselves with our own trash, yet continue to do so and complain about the earth, when we poison our waters, and worship our greed. Do you laugh at us, seeing us be extra cautious with our children, yet not with the earth that we’re leaving for them to grow in.

Do you laugh at us, God? When we destroy the world we live in, the bodies we breathe in, the minds we think from.

Do you laugh at us, God? When we get so immersed in our ideas of who we are, that we become who we aren’t. When we get so obsessed with life, that we forget living.