Eddie's attitude towards God is somewhat ambivalent. He seems to believe in Him but finds his ways more mysterious than most. If you pray to God, says Eddie, then sometimes your prayers will be answered. But at other times, God seems to be far away in places like India or Africa, or closer to home in Fresno, in the form of a dead body of some poor unfortunate who's just been killed in a drive-by shooting.
Eddie muses on the fact that his late friend Juan—recently killed in a freak accident involving a steel roller—did everything he was supposed to do according to the teachings of the Bible yet still ended up losing his life prematurely. There doesn't seem to be any rhyme or reason for God's interventions. It isn't surprising that Eddie should feel this way given that life in the barrio doesn't seem to have much stability or sense of purpose to it.
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