The boldness to boo

I am one of those fans who sits in the stands and loudly proclaims my opinion - more towards the referee than the players. I try to be creative so the stripes will take notice... I have been told that they have heard it all before - but they appreciate the unusual and creative voices. Not wanting to be ignored I think about my jeers before I tender my ticket for entrance. Imagine my pride when on a few occasions the ref looks in my direction, tips his head to acknowledge "Good one!" as she moves down the court ready to make another inept call.

I wonder... Does the Master Ref, the Ultimate Stripes, the Main Whistle, ever stop and hears the comments from the gallery? Does He pay attention to the jeers; the boos from the spectators? Is He ever stopped in His steps - does He ever ask Himself, "Did I really just hear that? Did that unskilled, unlearned, blind leader of the blind actually boo Me?"

What arrogance would allow the created to disdain his Creator? How foolish must one be to stand and boo the God of creation? Is there no fear, reverence, awe of the Holy and Righteous God? Have we become so astute that we dare to pass judgment on the Judge? Would the worm cry out to the Eagle to speak of its superior knowledge and beauty over the soaring winged hunter? Would any other creature stand and cry "Foul!" Or, would creation remain silent, supposing that even the lowly worm is worthy of its obvious stupidity?

Thanks for sitting in the corner with me.