I think this is my favorite one so far. My brother said it was the most atmospheric. Which is funny, because an almost-empty diner with a faint clanking of dishes in the background and a little handwritten “ask about our pie” sign is quite possibly the most boring atmosphere I could come up with. But for some reason, it was really fun for me to recreate that stifling boredom. And then let that little stick man, in some small way, break out of it.

So what does that have to do with Abraham?

Abraham was fighting against the belief that things in this world have some sort of existence independent of their Creator. In other words, they just are. So while I was struggling to find in myself a story that would express the faith I’ve inherited from my patriarch, the image I came up with was a little guy drinking coffee in a soul-crushingly boring little diner where the prevalent philosophy is that the lights are “just on,” and somehow trying to become aware of the possibility that there must be somebody who’s keeping them on.

Anyway, on a different note, is there anybody who can tell me what the actual deal is with the lights being on all night?