“Do you believe in God?”
“Do you know what God is?”
“What is God then?”
‘Do you go to church?”
“Because I know it all!”
“What do you know?”
“I know to love Mister God and love people and love cats and dogs and spiders and flowers and trees”- and the catalogue went on- “with all of me.”
….Anna had bypassed all the nonessentials and distilled centuries of learning into one sentence: “And God said love me, love them, and love it, and don’t forget to love yourself.”
This Anna who talks so profoundly about life, love and its essence is just a four year old runaway that author Sydney Hopkins (alias Fynn) found one night on London’s Fog shrouded docks. A little girl who changed his life forever. Through Mister God, This is Anna the author shares this life altering experience with his readers. This book is all about Anna, her thoughts, her way of looking at life and understanding in simple terms the much discussed and debated concepts of love, life and happiness. It is touching in its simplicity… in its ability to focus on and derive pleasure and meaning from the smallest things and events in life. In many ways it reminded me of The Little Prince, only this book is a little more inclined towards the spiritual. It centres around Mister God, who Anna loved like no other and provides pointers for becoming more like him.
Here’s a brief extract from the book:
Anna’s misery was for others. They just could not see the beauty of that broken iron stump, the colors, the crystalline shapes; they could not see the possibilities there. Anna wanted them to join with her in this exciting new world, but they could not imagine themselves to be so small that this jagged fracture could become a world of iron mountains, of iron plains with crystal trees. It was a new world to explore, the world of the imagination, a world where few people would or could follow her. In this broken-off stump was a whole new realm of possibilities to be explored and to be enjoyed.
Mister God most certainly enjoyed it, but then Mister God didn’t at all mind making himself small. People thought that Mister God was very big, and that’s where they made a big mistake. Obviously Mister God could be any size he wanted to be. “If he couldn’t be little how could he know what it’s like to be a ladybird?” Indeed, how could he? So like Alice in wonderland, Anna ate of the cake of imagination and altered her size to fit the occasion. After all Mister God did not have only one point of view but an infinity of viewing points, and the whole purpose of living was to be like Mister God. ..The whole point of being alive was to be like Mister God and then you couldn’t help but be good and kind and loving, could you?