THE DIFFICULTIES OF AN ORDINARY GOD is a beautiful film. A man starts seeing a very ordinary God, just like an old hobo, with a hat cricketers use. Now, God in a hat which cricketers use! And he looks also like a cricket player. He is very old, but must have been in His young days a cricket player. And when God declared to this man, “You don’t recognize me: I am God, I created the world,” the man said, “My God! You created the world! Don’t say it to anybody otherwise people will think you are mad.” But the old man insisted, He said, “You want some proof?” The young man said, “I don’t want any proof. Just seeing you is enough to know that you are no God. This is not the way — that God suddenly stops you on the way; that you are going somewhere and He wants a lift! This is a strange meeting. I have heard about the God Moses met on the mountain and Jesus heard from the sky, and Mohammed… but God asking for a lift?” But the old man was stubborn, He said, “I will give you proof” And He gives him proof: He simply disappears. The young man looks all around — He was in the car sitting by his side — He is not there! He says, “My God!, perhaps He really was God, but what a funny God! And I missed the opportunity.” The old man appeared again, He said, “Look, when I was gone you started thinking you had missed an opportunity.” But seeing Him again the young man said, “You did some trick, you must know some magic. But I cannot accept you as God. Your clothes seem to be purchased from a second-hand place, or you have stolen them. They don’t fit you; they are too loose and too dirty — as if you have not taken a bath for many years.” But the old man said, “God is so pure that He does not need any bath or anything. And of course the clothes are very old, because I am very old. I have told you that I created the world; at that time I created these clothes. Since then I have not created anything, so they are very ancient.” The young man said, “What to do about you? Where do you want to get out?” He said, “Anywhere, because I am everywhere. The young man said, “Then why did you want a lift?” He said, “Just because I see a potential in you that you can become my messenger.” The young man said, “My God! Your messenger? If I say to anybody that you are God they will think I am mad!” But God said, “You try,” gave His picture to him and disappeared. The young man looked at the picture and said, “It is better to keep silent about the whole thing. Either I am hallucinating, dreaming….” He came home. His wife looked at him and said, “You look very worried.” He said, “No, nothing, there is nothing.” She said, “But you look very worried and pale and afraid, as if you have seen some ghost or something.” He said, “My God! You think I have seen something?” He took out the picture and showed the wife: “Can you recognize this man?” She said, “He looks like a hobo — perhaps an old cricket player, or maybe he just got a hat from some old clothes store. And what kind of dress…? Where did you find this picture, and why did you bring it home? He said, “Can you keep this thing secret? I have something to tell you. Close the door. This man is God. He asked for a lift.” His wife looked at her husband and said, “Wait, I will phone the doctor. What are you saying? — God asking for a lift in your car? And He has given this picture to you?” He said, “Yes, He has given this picture to me so that I can become His messenger. He wants me to become His messenger” The wife said, “The first thing is, you meet the doctor.” He tried hard: “I am perfectly sane, there is no problem.” But the wife said, “If you think this man is God, it is certain that there is some problem!” So she takes him to the doctor, and the doctor is also puzzled. He said, “I have seen many ideas about God but this is an absolutely novel idea. Where did you get this picture?” He said, “From God Himself He Himself gave it to me by His own hand; and He has shown a miracle too.” And he told them about the miracle. The wife, the doctor, the nurses, they all laughed; they said, “This is…!” So he said, “Wait.” He raised his eyes upwards and said, “God, now please help me… because these are all my friends. The doctor is my friend, the family doctor; my wife, the nurse — there is nobody from the outside, we are all like family. Please appear; otherwise they are all going to think that I am mad.” And suddenly the man came out from the ceiling! They all looked at Him, and He said, “Wherever you need me I will be present; you just go on spreading the word.” But he said, “This is a very difficult word, just because of your picture. Can’t you dress a little better? But He said, “No, this is my dress, and this is the way I am.” Now, four or five people had seen Him and they were all shocked: “This man is not mad, there is something in it.” The whole town became agog with the rumour that five people had seen God. And the thing became so hot that the church became immediately annoyed and irritated thinking that this was a joke…. “This man, and God!” The picture was printed in the newspapers and everybody was laughing: “If this is God, then everything is finished.” The problem became so much that the church had to call a meeting of the elders and force this man who was the messenger to appear before the council and prove that this was God. He tried, he told them, “Many times He has showed me miracles. Just this morning when I was shaving in my bathroom, a doubt arose in me that perhaps something was wrong with me; it was possible that I was simply fantasizing. And He immediately looked at me from the mirror. My picture disappeared and his picture was there in the mirror, and He said, ‘Again I go on giving you proofs, and you are again doubting.’” And then at the church, the young man appeared before the church council. The high priest was there, and they were determined to punish this man if… and they said, “You say that this man is God?” He said, “I have to say it. I have seen Him many times. He has shown me many miracles. This morning He appeared in my mirror.” Everybody laughed, and this poor man said, “He has chosen me as His messenger.” They said, “This time He has really chosen a great messenger! Moses, Mohammed, Buddha, Jesus — they were some people — but this man is just a clerk in a railway station. Now what qualities have you got that He would choose you as the messenger?” He said, “I don’t know. I don’t have any qualities, and I have never dreamed in my life that God would choose me. But He has chosen me and He has promised that if there is a need He will come to support me.” So the church council asked, “Then let Him appear.” And they all were amazed that the door behind the priest opened, and God appeared. There was silence for a moment. Seeing God, the priest gathered courage and said, “You think you are God?” He said, “I don’t think, I am. And this is my messenger. But,” He said, “You can understand the difficulties of an ordinary God. I am an ordinary God, that’s why I have chosen an ordinary messenger, because to find an extraordinary messenger would be very difficult for me. You can see I am an ordinary, poor God. So don’t be angry with this poor clerk; what he is saying is absolutely right.”
How are you going to recognize God if He meets you in a cricketer’s hat? — and of course He will be wearing some kind of hat — or without a hat. If He is bald, then He will be using a hat, some kind of hat.