As we are pulling weeds from our garden:
T: God must hate gardening.
B: What do you mean?
T: Well, if the Mormons are right, this is supposed to be “the right place”….Zion, if you will, and nothing grows here except weeds.
B: Maybe he wants his people to work hard for what they want.
T: I don’t think so. I mean, think about Moses.
B: Uh…okay…what about him?
T: When he was wandering around with his people for 40 years it wasn’t in a lush, tropical forest. It was in the DESERT. The Middle East, Jesus’ homeland, is a DESERT. Zion, where Brigham Young brought his people…it’s a DESERT. He doesn’t want his people gardening. Otherwise, they would have settled in the Midwest.
B: Well, what do you think he wants his people to do, if not garden?
T: Two choices. Miners or National Park Rangers.
B: I think I’ll stick with the Dark Side.