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God's Grandeur
Some of us are in our fantasy worlds,
Which, whatever to do with God,
My honest opinion is:
I have no control over.
But I want you to know:
God is beautiful.
His compassion, justice, benevolence, and love
are not too hard.
We have created a world in which we make
them hard.
Take your pick--but don't take Al-Qaeda.
Simon Peter, you will deny me.
Judas Iscariot, you will betray me.
Well, we're all going to have
economic stimulus plans for our Akeldamas that day.
Maybe we can all start with acts of kindness.
We haven't chosen the right plan,
We haven't chosen the right perspective.
See, God is even easy to think.
He is here. He is helpful.
Man's fate is to find the right way to live.
I have faith,
but the world is too much to handle.
Would we be happy in a Christianopolis?
Still, the neighbor who likes Judaeo-Christian
frameworks might kill you.
God is merciful, God is compassionate.
So kindly eschew a suicide-bomber's fate.
You can't get worse than throwing the
baby out with the bathwater.
Let's start on the positive side of the spectrum.
Stop when that hurts us.
Does goodness hurt?
Build upwards, with love, from love.
That is God.
Which, whatever to do with God,
My honest opinion is:
I have no control over.
But I want you to know:
God is beautiful.
His compassion, justice, benevolence, and love
are not too hard.
We have created a world in which we make
them hard.
Take your pick--but don't take Al-Qaeda.
Simon Peter, you will deny me.
Judas Iscariot, you will betray me.
Well, we're all going to have
economic stimulus plans for our Akeldamas that day.
Maybe we can all start with acts of kindness.
We haven't chosen the right plan,
We haven't chosen the right perspective.
See, God is even easy to think.
He is here. He is helpful.
Man's fate is to find the right way to live.
I have faith,
but the world is too much to handle.
Would we be happy in a Christianopolis?
Still, the neighbor who likes Judaeo-Christian
frameworks might kill you.
God is merciful, God is compassionate.
So kindly eschew a suicide-bomber's fate.
You can't get worse than throwing the
baby out with the bathwater.
Let's start on the positive side of the spectrum.
Stop when that hurts us.
Does goodness hurt?
Build upwards, with love, from love.
That is God.
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God`s Grandeur
God`s Grandeur