My God Returns- One Man's Philosophy

Years ago I wrote this poem to help me understand my god… To get it straight inside my head… as I watch what’s happening in God’s name today I think it’s time for me to remind myself what I said. MY GOD RETURNS- ONE MAN’S PHILOSOPHY You may think me different or perhaps a little odd for I am not religious...but I do believe in God. “Why that can’t be.” You tell yourself. He is a little odd. for he has to be religious if he believes in God. I am not a theologian nor have I been formally trained but I can think and I can feel...for my God has given me a brain. And my brain tells me my feelings are not at all absurd for the line between the God I know…and religion…has been blurred. Blurred by people who take Gods words and in his name create a religion they think is absolute...and thus discriminates. Then other people create more religions and here’s where thing get odd aoon we have a world of religions all believing in their God. Until the world is segregated and often times bereaved by religions and the different Gods in which we all believe. No matter what name religion gives their God I’m sure he or she’s dismayed as she watches people explain her words in so many different ways. What we have now is a world that, to me, seems a little odd when so many people hate each other...all in the name of God. I certainly don’t have all the answers and in many ways I’m flawed. but let me introduce to you my non-religious God. My God does not sit upon a mountain top or on a throne high in the sky and he does not wait to judge me the moment that I die. My God resides within my heart and he helps to calm my soul. He befriends me on my journey but let’s me be in control. My God advises and supports and helps guide me down my path I certainly stand in awe of him but I do not fear his wrath. My God believes in faith but his prophecies aren’t grim. because he has as much faith in me as I have faith in him. My God believes in hope. He is not the voice of doom for is it not hope in the seedling that allows the rose to bloom? My God believes in charity, he knows the key for us to live Is not how much we take in life...but how much we give. Most of all my God believes in love. He knows it shall light the way and he cares not if I am straight, or Bi, or lesbian or gay. My God does not discriminate by the color of my skin. and he cares not if I am young or old or overweight or thin. My God does not see differences in man or womankind. He loves each person equally...I think my God is blind. (As I look out on the Earth today, on the world we have designed perhaps it would be better if we were all a little blind!) My God does not choose vengeance he has no capacity to hate It is people, through their religions, who judge and desecrate. My God’s heart is filled with sorrow, her is filled with shame when people maim and murder...and do so in her name. My God feels only agony and oh how he abhors when people use Him as a reason to fight a holy war. For my God knows no war is holy and she wishes they would cease she prays for people to use her name and live in holy peace. No matter what people call their God I know He or She is sad when they praise Her for the good in life or blame Him for the bad. You see, My God is often times confused and certainly perplexed when people think he controls what happens in this world or the next. My God knows good and bad are part of life...I think this makes him wise He knows everyone can find happiness and he knows everybody dies. My God’s given me the ability to decide what’s right from wrong Yet she accepts I’ll make mistakes for she knows my journey’s long. So all He asks of me is kindness and to treat everyone the same so when I die people will smile at the mere mention of my name. For nothing in this world would bring a broader smile to My God’s face than knowing everyone created would leave this world a better place. If we wish for this world to be different...then we all have to be a little odd perhaps we all should be less religious...and have more faith in God.