Oh, Lord, our Lord,
how majestic is your...hang on, got a text.
You have set your glory above the heavens,
but now the baby is crying, and I can’t watch the sunset,
plus, have you seen all the crazy stuff going on in the world?
When I look at my phone, at the work of my fingers,
the wit and the cute, which I have posted,
I realize how much I matter,
and I feel validated with each “Like.”
I mean, I’m no movie star,
but I made 16 people laugh once on Twitter.
I rule over a vast empire of 73 followers,
who hang briefly on each word I tweet.
Sometimes they even retweet me.
You’ve done some cool stuff, too, God,
but I just got another push notification.