Fiction
Mama, where are you?
I was born on the wrong planet to the wrong people no doubt. Why have you not come to get me? It took me a long time to know that I was in
the wrong place, but surely I must be. I
know that I cannot belong here, because they tell me so ... show me so.
When I was young I kind of felt at home. I love the beauty of Earth. At first adults and kids seemed to like me,
but as I got older, and especially now, I know that I must have been
mistaken.
I accepted God early, but it took me a long time to
become a Christian. I did not believe in
the Immaculate Conception for one.
Later, however, I realized that God can do anything and that he does not
make mistakes, but did he make just one with me? Did he put me on the wrong planet with the
wrong family and with the wrong people?
People I can no longer call friends, because we cannot seem to
agree about a single thing.
It would not be so bad to disagree … if they would
listen to me. I listen to them and I try
to understand them, but I cannot; although, I do love them.
If you came to get me would you ask me how we were so
far apart on things? I would hope
so. Would you, and those of your kind,
understand me? I would hope so. Would we want the same things?
Would you understand these things? I want peace.
I want no genocide. I want people
to be able to stay in their homes and to be safe. I want them to have work and with that
work to make enough money to be able to support their families and to have food
and clean water and a roof over their heads.
I want us to take care of the poor and the disabled. I want us to be kind to one another and
generous.
I want mothers and fathers to get along and to
treat each other and their children and families and neighbors with
respect. I want to see joy. I want all their children to be able to
go to schools where they are safe and can learn. I want them to feel valued in those schools
by everyone who is there, and I want them to do the same.
That is called the Golden Rule here. Is it the same
there on your planet? The one where
surely I belong. Where are you
mother? Where have you always been? Are you looking for me to bring me home to
the place where I belong with a planet full of people who long for the things I
long for?
Jesus said it best in Mark 12: 30-31. “Love the Lord your God with all your heart
and with all your soul and with all your mind and with all your strength. The second is this: ‘Love your neighbor as
yourself.’ There is no commandment
greater than these.”
Mother, does that not mean exactly what it says? Are we not supposed to believe these two
commandments? Perhaps, you and home will
only be in Heaven and not on another planet. I wait.
© Patty F. Cooper November 3rd, 2015 Elizabethton,
TN
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