God

God

Do you think Gods sitting on a throne somewhere,
A throne of clouds up in the big blue sky?
While all about him choirs of archangels and angels sing,
And all his people bowing down, down, down, down.
Do you think hes smiting unbelievers there,
With storm and lightning from his throne in the sky?
Is he weighing souls in the balance there to save a few,
While those who fail go tumbling down, down, down, down, down?

Thats not God at all.
Not a king on a throne in the sky.
God is blowing through your own sweet life.
God is love, God is light,
God is truth, God is joy.

You saw God blowing like the wind one day,
Blowing through the rainbow flags against the sky.
A sweet communion as the people shared the bread of hope,
With banners saying God is love, love, love, love, love.
You saw God shining in your lovers face,
Beaming out through his sweet tender eyes.
And in the faces of your family and all your friends,
Their eyes were saying God is love, love, love, love love.

Thats what God is like.
Not a king on a throne in the sky.
God is blowing through your own sweet life.
God is love, God is light,
God is truth, God is joy.

You saw God shining on a mountaintop:
Cathedral alpenglow against the sky.
And all about you on the emerald slopes and plains below,
The crystal air was filled with light, light, light, light, light.
You saw God shining on the sea one night.
The moon was polishing the dark golden sky.
A sparkling moonpath lay across the wave, and far away
The broad horizon filled with light, light, light, light, light.


Thats what God is like.
Not a king on a throne in the sky.
God is shining through your own sweet life.
God is love, God is light,
God is truth, God is joy.

You saw God shining in a theorem once,
A sweet connection that was new to your eye.
Familiar patterns in a setting that was fresh and new,
It made your heart sing God is truth, truth, truth, truth.
You saw God dying on a fence one day.
Your outrage screamed to the cold autumn sky.
You couldnt rest until youd told the tale to all the world,
Your heart was weeping, God is truth, truth, truth, truth.

Thats what God is like.
Not a king on a throne in the sky.
God is speaking through your own sweet life.
God is love, God is light,
God is truth, God is joy.

You saw God dancing in a circle once,
Beneath the stars in a sweet summer sky.
Folk from all the world were holding hands and singing songs,
Their dancing feet said, God is joy, joy, joy, joy, joy.
You saw God shining in an angels face,
A loving angel in your own minds eye.
The Lady taught you how to wear her face and do her work,
And hear her voice say, I am joy, joy, joy, joy, joy.

Thats what God is like.
Not a king on a throne in the sky.
God is singing through your own sweet life.
God is love, God is light,
God is truth, God is joy.


Karen Deal Robinson
June 2005

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