God rides

If there's a god, he probably cycles.

The more you think about it, the more it makes sense. Why else make cycles the apotheosis of human movement? Any greater technology requires use of energy not our own. Many older technologies require the exploitation of others (arguably symbiotic, but when I imagine a full-grown Jesus riding a petite donkey, I can't help but feel he would have rather been on a velocipede.)

It informs us why this God never answers your prayers when you want him to - he's usually out riding, and you need to leave a message. He'll get back to you at the next natural pause.

While He's riding, He's a part of the world, which must get rather existential. There's no barrier around a rider; He's just on his way somewhere, being a part of the lives of everyone he passes.

Of course, He knows the value of hard work. Someone who could make an entire universe would do repeats of the Tourmalet just for kicks; if he lives in Heaven, that's a heck of a hill to attack at the end of a day's work.

The wonderful thing about theism is that none of these conjectures can be proven wrong, and the only real "truth" is that which "feels right." In which case, I need to change my opening sentence.

God rides a bicycle.

Amen.