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Mosquitos in heaven

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This is another page from my ninth book called "Dear God". I was inspired to write this book after writing "I am voting for God" on my blog. It continues in that format. Short letters (or prayers) to God. It gives me an opportunity to write more and write to God at different moments in my life.
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Dear God,

It is 123am. A mosquito just flew past and between my face and the mobile phone. I have no idea what I want to write. I looked at the word mosquito and I found that it resembles the word mosque. The mosque is considered a house of God. The mosquito is mentioned in a parable in the Quran. There is also a hadith that tells us that this world is not worth as much as the wing of a mosquito in the sight of God.

This is a reminder for me. Even the smallest of things are proof of Your greatness and while this creation is a masterpiece, its value is nothing compared to the hereafter. I am reminded to not get caught up in the buzz of this world. I am encouraged to focus on spiritual values and eternal truths rather than worldly distractions and fleeting pleasures. It is now 223am. An hour has passed. A mosquito just buzzed past my left ear. I wonder if it is the same mosquito? I wonder if there are mosquitos in heaven?

It is 3am now and the rain has started falling. That is nice but I am left with a question that we probably would not be able to answer until we get to heavens -- are there mosquitos in heaven? I have a joke though. Why did the mosquito go to heaven? Because he was a blood donor. This would be funny if they actually gave blood instead of taking blood. Hehe. I must-quit-o giving jokes then. But jokes are charity -- lifting spirits without asking for anything in return.
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