DEAR GOD, SAVE US FROM THE CHRISTIANS

Now, if it's not too much trouble.We will not live long, nor can we long abide a doctrine of a professed faith in God (i.e., You) based upon some sick and twisted theology that rewards power grabs, rejoices at harm to others, lies, cheats, steals and murders its way to the top. All while breaking each and every one of the Ten Commandments.

To top it off, the yahoos in charge of the asylum have somehow convinced themselves that they are speaking for You. And planning the Apocolypse.Adding injury to insult, they use this "double speak" where bad is good, death is life, intellect is unnecessary, and (You're going to love this one) speech is stage managed by none other than You. The King of Kings. Some of us know better. Some need a little convincing. Some need a real life-course correction. Please dear God, save us.

We don't need large mass casualties. They've already proved they can't even rescue a city from drowning in the bathtub of Lake Pontchartrain and the Mississippi Delta. God, all we need is a little judicious hellfire and brimstone. Carefully controlled by You. Definitely not controlled by the latest incarnation of the "Decider in Chief". (The guy has more job titles than there are beans in Boston, all self imposed, and not too accurate either.)So, could you take a moment or two, and come down to help us out. You know us. We're the ones that voted for health care, reasonable wages, product safety, fair taxes and quality education. Oh, and we want you in our churches, and the church stuff left out of Congress. This is not a Theocracy, well...this needs to no longer be a Theocracy. That way, faith in You isn't required. It's faith. In You.

Just send a little boost of correction down here for the sake of your children. And ours. You don't need to go all Sodom and Gomorrah on us. We don't need to end civilization. We've got one fellow, claiming to be totally under Your control, who is waltzing us closer and closer to that very high nuclear cliff. And he wants us to step off, based on love for You. We don't need the "end of the earth", especially when a little judicious smiting would suffice. Thank you. We're looking for Your cavalry, under Your true control. Times a wasting, and we're burning what little daylight we may have left.

Oh, and when You're done, just leave some sort of calling card. You know, "I Was Here. With love. The Alpha and Omega, King of Kings, Lord of Lords". Maybe, "P.S., No matter what he used to say, he is not my Special Agent", just for clarification. Thank You.