God Is on the Bathroom Floor AL JEFFREY L. GONZALES
“If you can’t see him, look lower. God is on the bathroom floor.” - Nightbirde I will admit to have prayed more in the bathroom than I have or will ever have in church, have confessed all my sins and confided all my secrets, as one would to a priest, all too honestly to a toilet seat. In the early hours of the morning during the daily reenactment of the sacrament of baptism, I am again cleansed and christened, freed and forgiven that I seem to have the soul of a saint ascending to heaven, at least for a while until a half hour past seven. Then, I leave for the world muttering under my breath one last prayer of wanting to start my life over when I walk out the door. I look back one last time and watch my transgressions and tresses of pubic hair swirl down the drain like absolution. Maybe, He listens. Maybe, God is on the bathroom floor.
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