Hello God. It's me, Mara

You know, Lord, this happened long ago, but it’s still fun to remember it was a lovely season way back then, perfect for picking berries. Oh yes, mosquitoes were humming, trying to find skin. The sun played peek-a-boo with the fluffy clouds as the clouds slowly sailed on by. And oh, that gentle summer breeze was welcome.  How fun to pick plump, juicy berries near the tops of the bushes; it’s much easier on a person’s back. Near the season’s end, berries aren’t plentiful but there were enough for sampling as the bucket bottom was slowly being covered.

Then the gentle breeze switc...