The boy did not understand. "Your god is a rock?"
"And your god is?"
"An intangible being who lives atop Mount Kenya on Earth, within the Earth's sun, and in other hidden places."
Krishna scoffed. "I can see my god."
"But who decided your god was a rock?"
"Why did you do that?"
"I live in a place where there are a large number of rocks. It was the most convenient god material to hand."
There was a long uneasy silence.
-- Dominic Green, Butterfly Bomb, Interzone 223
I love Dominic Green.