Dropped cell phone calls are just God's way of saying "Come on people, that's just TOO MUCH useless banter!! WIll you shut up already?! I'm trying to work here!!"

Just take a moment to ponder the almighty stance. His plate is full with life, death, sickness, starvation, overpopulation, Kim Jong-Il and Hollywood. Being "all knowing" and "all being" is damn near a full time job!! So there are those times, where you're blabbing along, "I'm in the parking lot now...........ok, I'm getting closer to my car now............do you think I should cut my hair?........Oh I think he's SO hot.....", he just goes WHACK, and takes the initiative to thin the grand data stream.

Honestly, how do you feel knowing that in that instance when somebody pulls out in front of you on a busy street, and the difference between life and death is a fraction of a second away, the holy bandwidth is being clogged by some teenage girl in Peoria telling her friend "Oh, I found the cutest blouse at TJ Maxx!" It's too much noise and not enough information people!! The garbage to useful data ratio is out of control.

Speaking and talking are two different things. Speaking is the conveyance of thought, talking is the noise that emits from the mouth, when used in coordination with airflow creating oscillation of the vocal chords. Talking has replaced thinking, and if humans were thinking instead of talking, it would free up the Almighty to focus on more serious issues, that's why we're supposed to be quiet in the library!!!

How can we expect him to execute his deeds in significant fashion while we sheep are acting like basketball fans waving those styrofoam worms and balloons behind the backboard when Shaq's shooting a free throw in the final minute? After all, isn't the theory that we're supposed to be benefitting from his work in the grand scheme? And WE end up whining when things don't go our way?

So when your call gets dropped, consider for a moment if you were in the midst of sharing useful information, or just going "blappity blappity freakin' blap" to drown out the voices in your head. Odds are, you were deemed to be "in the way".

Personally, I'm a born again agnostic, which means, "I'm not a believer yet, but just show me a little walkin' on water and I'm in. Lock, stock and barrel. I swear to ......... er, I promise". I'm just sharing this in a way that most can relate to. For my personal take, extract the religious overtones, and just shut up and drive the car, but I digress...