ok but like literally, we have this amazing AH-MAY-ZING opportunity to talk one-on-one with the creator of the universe, the king of kings, the one who literally designed grass and trees and daily chooses the colour of the sky and measured out every single grain of sand. we are able to lock into the presence of the King. we are able to talk, actually talk to and have a conversation with Him. and it’s not just important matters - it’s everything. this wonderful wonderful creator is interested in even the most seemingly useless details. He wants to know how your new shoes feel and He wants to know what your day was like and He wants to hear you blab on about that little thing that hurt your feelings and He wants to listen to you pour you heart out about the person your crushing on and He wants to listen to you sing and sing and sing and He wants to come with you when you go to the doctor and He wants to lay next to you while you stare at the ceiling and He wants to hold your hand when your scared. He is closer than your next breath and He is Holy Royalty and He is so so so invested in you.
“So apart from the salmon, the whisky and the beef, I ask you, what have the Scottish ever done for us?”
“Well, there’s the telephone.”
“And the television.”
“Right! But except for the salmon, the whisky, the beef, the telephone and the television you tell me, what have those Scottish bastards ever done for us?”
“Well, I’m wearing a waterproof jacket. And our Denise is taking penicillin to clear up that rash she had.”
“And there’s the oil and gas, that’s all quite handy isn’t it?”
“Okay, okay! But except for the salmon, the whisky, the beef, the telephone, the television, waterproof fabric, penicillin, oil and gas you name ONE THING the Scots have ever, ever done for us…..you can’t, can you?”