“Do you know what is my life-changing event?” Some random dude asked me one time in a park. I knew what was going to come after. Probably direct sales business model or Christianity. I was right.

“I met God.” said the guy in square glasses and neat old-fashion haircut. I had some free time to kill. I let him talk.

“I used to be a bad son. Maybe worse than bad. I was an awful son.” right, and an awful bible-basher. Never mind, I was also very generous.

“Then I was wondering why did my parents pray. So, I tried it out. Then BOOM! God found me and I turned into a better person.” yeah, still a bad bible-basher.

“You know what, I had a life-changing event too.” it was my turn.

“I’d never felt down. At least nothing could really make me felt down long enough to say that I had a bad day.

Then I met one person. A human who occasionally doesn’t know how to be happy. I tried to fix him. I genuinely want to see him happy. Unfortunately, nothing in this world can, and who am I to be so arrogant”

The Bible guy wanted to leave, but no, I wasn’t finished yet.

“Do you know that human would grasp whatever they could find when they are hopeless. It’s funny how seeing unhappy person changed me. I didn’t even know the concept of being miserable exists. I was too optimistic. I even prayed to whatever gods we have in whatever cultures on this planet.” 

Now the guy started to feel bad for me. He was sold.

“If the definition of god is someone who can change your life, is worshipped, and created universe, I probably found one in a human form.”

“Yeah, I have probably met God, but he is not Christian.”

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