Mungu, the god of all things, and his wife, Mbega, were looking down on the plight of humankind one morning and she asked him if he could help the poor people in their struggles with life.
Mungu replied, “Gladly, but they are not ready yet.”
At that moment she saw a poor man bowed nearly double by his responsibilities. She was particularly upset by the sight of his ragged sandals that had been repaired many times and which clung to his feet by a few sparse ties of dried, plaited grass.
Mbega turned to her husband. “Surely you can help this one man?”
Mungu again shook his head and said he was not ready.
“Shame on you,” she said, “It would be the easiest thing in the world for you to drop a sack of coins in front of him.”
“Ahh, that is another thing entirely,” said the god of all things.
A vivid bolt of lightening rent the cloudless sky and a sack of the purest quality gold lay on the path in front of the poor man.
Who very carefully lifted his feet so as not to damage his sandals any more and stepped over it, and carried on his weary way.
“Our belief is not a belief. Our principles are not a faith. We do not rely soley upon science and reason, because these are necessary rather than sufficient factors, but we distrust anything that contradicts science or outrages reason. We may differ on many things, but what we respect is free inquiry, openmindedness, and the pursuit of ideas for their own sake.”—Christopher Hitchens (via nedhepburn)