"Dear God,
"I made a discovery today.
I realized this when Miss Grey taught us the way 'dog' was spelt.
Because you see, God, if 'dog' were rearranged, the result would be 'God'.
And so, I got this wee little hint.
That you, God, were my dog Gary itself!
Oh my! God, or should I say, dog, you would've fooled me, I tell you!
Still I'm thankful.
At least now I know who and where you are.
I'll be down to meet you in a second."
Downstairs with a pint-sized Maltese.
"But you know the funny thing, Gary?
When I told this to my mom, she only laughed."
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Short StoryTo the world, I've seen you in distress. I've seen you trample over sands. I've seen you aim missiles. So when my cuts needed healing, I chose God over you instead. - An account of a childhood obsession that turned into a lifelong faith. - © 2015...
