I laughed the other day when I said to my husband, “I’m pretty sure God watched every Star Trek episode there is.” Some statements feel kind of obvious, but in a weird way that makes you do a double take. In my head was a voice that whined, “Well, yes, He’s omniscient so that’s technically correct, but…” which only added to my amusement. What—God is too detached and holy to watch Star Trek?
Is He a Trekkie? That one’s up for debate. But He’s certainly not above using story segments as reminders, and for that He had to have watched them all.
“What—God is too detached and holy to watch Star Trek?”
Currently, my husband and I are plowing through Star Trek: Voyager. We started with Next Gen, moved on to Deep Space Nine (BY FAR THE BEST), and are now on Voyager. The Captain—Captain Catherine Janeway—frustrates me on so many levels, but because of that, in part, she is a very good character, if a sorely deficient captain. She captains a Federation ship called Voyager that was thrown into an entirely different quadrant of the universe, and it’s a 70-year journey home if all goes perfectly. Spoiler, it does not all go perfectly.
