God got a dog
She never meant to.
She liked dogs, She’d
like them ever since She was a kid,
but She didn’t think
She had time for a dog now.
She was always working
and dogs needed so
much attention.
God didn’t know if She
could take being needed
by one more thing.
But She saw this dog
out by the tracks
and it was hungry
and cold
and lonely
and God realized
She’d made that dog
somehow,
somehow She was responsible
though She knew logically
that She had only set the
world on its course.
She couldn’t be blamed
for everything.
But She saw this dog
and She felt bad
so She took it home
and named it Ernie.
and now God…
has somebody
keeping Her feet warm at night.
–Cynthia Rylant, from the book, God got a dog, Birch Lane Books, New York.