So, I’m going to tell you a story, but all the names have been removed to protect the people and the gods in said story. I’m removing the name of the person telling me this because I don’t need people to sit there and tell that person or me that they are nuts. If we wanted someone to question that person’s sanity, we’d ask in a poll. And I’m removing the name of the god from this story because people who know this god – and it’s a popular one nowadays – will either say, “X isn’t like that; X doesn’t behave in that way.” All I’m going to say is that let’s keep an open mind here because we don’t honestly know how the gods act when we’re not around or when they’re with people who can understand them on a level that followers may not be able to.
So, my friend is just hanging around last evening and minding their business when X walks into the house. And my friend is all like, “Whoa. Whoa. We don’t let gods in here. All of you are dicks and make me feel like shit because you suck so you can just get the hell out of my house.” And the god in question starts whining at my friend. MY FOLLOWER ISN’T LISTENING TO ME. YOU HAVE TO HELP THIS PERSON BECAUSE THEY ARE NOT UNDERSTANDING OF WHAT I HAVE SAID EVEN THOUGH I’VE SAID IT A GAJILLION TIMES. YOU DO MY WORK FOR ME BECAUSE I CAN’T GET THE POINT ACROSS. And my friend is just like, “Wait. What?” I think my friend was startled out of their initial negative feelings towards this god coming into their house. I mean, can you imagine what it must be like to have a god stop in and demand that you help the god’s follower because the god can’t actually get the person to listen? What a fucking weird ass way to have an evening at home, right? Right. So, anyway, this is the task that my friend has been given via a god whom they do not follow nor want to follow and all because the god’s follower is all like, Waaaaah. My life sucks. I want my gods to make it magically better because actually doing something takes too much work. Waaaaaah. Fix it. Wave a magic wand. Waaaaaaah. When I first read the conclusion of this story (thus far), I just kind of shook my head. All of this because someone is too big of a baby to follow the advice of the god they follow? Really?
Now, I’ll be honest. When I first read this, I couldn’t really believe it. The god in question is not someone who we would associate with whining at someone. And let’s face it, what the god was doing was whining at this person. That god was just like, I CAN’T DEAL WITH THIS, YO. But that wasn’t really the disbelieving part. I think what really got to me was the fact that the god was at such a wit’s end, they walked into a house [uninvited] of a person who isn’t a god hater, per se, but has made it quite clear that they do not want to follow gods because gods are assholes. (Obviously, not all of them since that person hasn’t been working with every god out there, but they’ve had some shitty experiences with those higher beings some of us worship, so… Let’s put it this way. My friend is fully entitled to the opinion they have of gods.) And the god in question really believes that my friend will help out the follower in question. I think the part that really gets me is that there are gods who can throw their hands up in the air and ask humans for help. That does seem a little far-fetched right?
But no, not really. Think about it. We need them as much as they need us. Or maybe, they need us more than we need them. Without our belief, would they even have the power they do to affect anything in our lives or on this planet? It makes you wonder… but that’s not the point in all of this. The point is that I had a smidge of advice to give my friend (and by proxy, the god in question) after reading and re-reading my friend’s post about their evening last night. “Gee. Maybe X should take the hint and NOT HAVE THEM AS A FOLLOWER ANYMORE. AND MAYBE MAKE THE POINT PRETTY FUCKING PLAIN. I MEAN, GAAAAH. SEKHMET MANAGES TO ON AN ALMOST DAILY BASIS FOR FUCK’S SAKE.” And it was at that point that another friend of mine – a Kemetic pagan – chimed in with, “THE NETJERU DO IT BETTER.”
And it’s at that point that I realized that I am supremely lucky to be in a relationship with a goddess like mine. Sure, I’ve had my issues with her and she’s had her issues with me. But she has never held back. She has never thrown her hands up (as far as I know) and gone to seek outside help on the matter. She has never gotten fed up with my hard-headed nature. She may not like it, but I think she’s proud of it. (And that’s a story for another day.) But the thing is that I am not just lucky that I have a god who has the cajones to tell me like it is, on whatever it is I’m asking her about or whatever it is she thinks I need to know, but that I am also really fucking happy that I work in a pantheon where being overly emotional doesn’t happen. Because I really and honestly and truly believe that it is X god’s emotional nature that is making them look for outside assistance. I’ve talked before about how I couldn’t work with various pantheons do to the overly emotional nature of their gods and this just reinforces that belief.
I don’t think I could ever respect a god who needs to slink down, whine at someone who doesn’t care, and then assume that person in question will be fixing the situation.
And so, the conclusion of this whole thing is this…
THE NETJERU DO IT BETTER.