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It is the sound of our ego cracking open, just for a second, to admit that we are not in control.

There is a phrase so universal, so instinctual, that it transcends language, religion, and culture. It lives in the space between a whisper and a scream. It is the prayer of the agnostic and the gasp of the believer. It is the three-second novel of the human experience: “Oh, God.” Oh- God-

That is where “Oh, God” lives. It is the linguistic equivalent of grabbing the handrail on a roller coaster you didn’t consent to ride. It is the sound of our ego cracking

The next time you feel those two words rising in your throat—whether from panic, pleasure, or exhaustion—don’t fight them. Let them out. It is the prayer of the agnostic and

The Weight of Two Little Words: “Oh, God…”

Oh, God… here we go again.