Saturday, August 13, 2016
In My Own Image
I made God
in my own image;
Dressed in hand-
me-down convictions.
Between the shoulders
hung a mirror -
That held each thought,
each contradiction;
And I felt
I held the truth
in my hand.
I made God
in my own image -
But he shared my faults
and prejudices;
Validated my perspective,
all others, rejected -
And justified the condemnation
of those I did not wish
To understand.
I did this
without thought or mal-intention -
And now I'm left with the suspicion
it may be something
We all do.
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The line of thought from "worn leather armchairs" to here is valuable in an extremely practical sense. People need to face the nature of the part they play in the God process.
ReplyDeleteIf we can't learn from each other's perceptions/conceptions of god, we will forever be at an impasse. If I know that I know who god is, then everyone else is simply confused and wrong. But that feeling of certainty is more an emotion than anything. How many times do we feel such certainty only to be corrected?
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