That god is watching me. all the time, every where i go, no matter what i do, there he is watching me. In the shower, going number 2, having sex, eating, sleeping, dreaming, there he is. In school, at work, there this voyeuristic, homophobic, mind reading, stalker is.
Rational people would never allow some one to follow them around with video cameras taking notes and peeping through our windows. But for some reason its okay when its daddy god.
I knew a woman in college who went on like this:
"And Jesus got me to the airport on time and Jesus helped me get to my seat,and Jesus made sure the waitress served me and Jesus helped me get my luggage."
She was one of the most irritating people I'd ever met. i wanted to ask her:"Does he help you change your tampons?"