I can’t help but wonder why my “Invisible Friend” bothers you so very much.  It isn’t as though I’m requiring you to talk to him, nor do I drag you to church and force you to sit next to me in the pew pretending you are.  So just what is it that so upsets you about me having my “Invisible Friend” that you have to mock and insult and try to take away anything that might remind you that there are many people, who are friends with my “Invisible Friend”?

Do you likewise mock the people who are acting rude and lewd in public, or do you cheer them on and defend their right to flaunt their sexuality all over the place?  Oh, that’s right, instead you mock my “Invisible Friend” and me for daring to feel the public display is inappropriate.

Do you likewise mock the Muslims for their Islamic beliefs and for having an “Invisible Friend”, too?  I didn’t think so.  You wouldn’t dare.  You’re too chicken to mock them, because you know some don’t take such mockery lightly and do play for keeps and forever.  So, instead, you spend your energy lecturing that everyone should be tolerant and embrace a Mosque being built at the Twin Tower site or some other such place that might be considered an insult to some non-Muslims, while demanding the Ten Commandment tablet be removed immediately from the public square.

I don’t force you to stand with me and talk to my “Invisible Friend”, but you strive to silence my ability to talk with him or about him, except in the shadows hidden from your sight and hearing.

What is it that makes you willing to embrace anything non-Christian and destroy anything that is?  What is it that makes you so desperately in need of destroying all the reminders of my “Invisible Friend”?  Why not consider it art and mythology and leave it at that?  What is it that you fear — that perhaps my invisible friend isn’t a myth after all?