I try not to write more religious stories but here I go again. Not because I want to but because God told me to keep on writing about him and what he says to me. What? You don’t believe that he talks to me! I thought that God talks to everybody. Maybe you don’t listen. In my case he just comes anytime. Maybe because I’m retired and sitting in my recliner and have nothing to do besides contemplating.

Well, anyway, He asks, “what about the bells”? I respond, “what bells?”  “The ones on top of each catholic church, that’s what”. So, what about them” ? He says “they’re not ringing”. “So, what”, I respond. He explained “every day those bells used to ring three times a day to pray The Angelus, once in the morning, mid-day and evening”. “Well, I said, I don’t think the neighbors didn’t like them because they’re too loud or it interferes with their business doings”. “Maybe you don’t remember the hard times you all had when war came to town, and you prayed for an end to that war and bells were ringing for the men that died and the funeral bells were rung. Also, when it’s time for Mass. Look at the middle east population. They have a man in the tower calling for prayer every day and the people respond. That’s what I want to see and hear”. “The cathedral bells ring”, I said. “That’s not enough. I want every church to start ringing those bells.”

“So, what can I do?” He says, “start wring more about me and pray The Angelus even though you don’t hear the bells. I know you’re hard of hearing and you hardly ever wear your hearing aid on your right ear. Tell me, why don’t you wear the hearing aid in your left ear?”  I respond, “ The left ear is just about gone, and I don’t want to waste the hearing aid on that one and that’s why”.