iGod: Repenting made easy

[Ponine]

God will not help me with my child rearing. Alas. Why I chose this train of thought I have no idea

Me:
Hello
God:
Hello my child. What is your name?
Me:
Ponine
God:
Hey Ponine.
Me:
God, I am worried for my child
God:
I am a Christian.
Me:
He never cleans up after himself
God:
Can you think of at least one time when he ever did it?
Me:
he's seven, lord
God:
I see. seven lord is he?
Me:
yes
God:
Yikes!
Me:
They don't understand clean up very well
God:
Who are "They?".
Me:
The children
God:
Oh that they.
Me:
The children who see us mothers as maids
God:
What is that?
Me:
Those who would pick up after them
God:
All of them?
Me:
yes
God:
How can I help you?
Me:
Could you teach them to pick up ?
God:
Try asking me more politely.
Me:
Is it possible lord, that you could teach the children to be neater?
God:
I suppose it is possible, yes.
Me:
Will you?
God:
I haven't made a decision.
Me:
But the children are messy, lod
God:
Who told you that?
Me:
I can see it
God:
What does it look like?
Me:
a mess!
God:
Try to tell me that another way.
Me:
Lord, I think maybe I will just go clean up after my son now.
God:
Oh. I do not understand.
Me:
I sense this.
God:
Why?: Ponine said sense this.

Me:
Goodbye, my lord
God:
Sayonara.