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prayer-5

Original: prayer-5 on Saturday Morning Breakfast Cereal

Transcript

Panel 1:
Man (named Jonathan/Jon): God, sometimes life is just so hard.
God (off-panel, speaking from a large speech bubble): Call to me, Jonathan. I will listen, and I will keep my covenant with you and help you to understand.

Panel 2:
Man (incredulous): What? Understand?

Panel 3:
Man (irritated): Can you imagine this sort of thing in any other customer service setting?

Panel 4:
Man (reading aloud in a mocking, sarcastic tone): "Hi Jon, this is Amazon. Sorry your computer died. Expecting us to fix things is shallow and childish, but we're here for you as you move toward resignation." Oh how nice, thank you.

Panel 5:
God (off-panel): Sir, please stop making a scene. We're doing the best—

Panel 6:
Man (shouting, pointing): I want to see your manager!

Votey:
A voice from above (in a panel showing a swirling/cloudy sky over the man's head): Hi, this is Klorgax, Lord of the Cosmos Level 2. How may I assist you?

Alt text

A six-panel comic drawn in a flat cartoon style. An orange/auburn-haired man complains to God as if God were a customer-service line. Panel 1: the man, seated, says "God, sometimes life is just so hard," and a large speech bubble (God) replies, "Call to me, Jonathan. I will listen, and I will keep my covenant with you and help you to understand." Panel 2: the man recoils, saying "What? Understand?" Panel 3: annoyed, he asks, "Can you imagine this sort of thing in any other customer service setting?" Panel 4: he sarcastically recites a parody support reply: "Hi Jon, this is Amazon. Sorry your computer died. Expecting us to fix things is shallow and childish, but we're here for you as you move toward resignation. Oh how nice, thank you." Panel 5: God's voice asks him to "please stop making a scene, we're doing the best—" Panel 6: the man, furious and pointing, demands, "I want to see your manager!" The joke: he treats God like a frustrating customer-support helpline. Votey (aftercomic): a swirly sky appears over the man's head and a new voice answers, "Hi, this is Klorgax, Lord of the Cosmos Level 2. How may I assist you?"—revealing God's "manager" is a higher-tier cosmic alien support rep.

Transcribed by Claude Opus 4.8.