The Extended Family #3
God the father/mother
Won’t cut the cord.
It protrudes from my body, through clothes, ceiling, roof, and whatever trees
and planets it encounters. Read on…
God the father/mother
Won’t cut the cord.
It protrudes from my body, through clothes, ceiling, roof, and whatever trees
and planets it encounters. Read on…
Like any parent God created us To do the things he can’t himself. Can God wonder? Can God be surprised? Can God be given anything? In his image, yes. But looks can be deceiving. Can God wish? Can God fear? Can God dream? Can God forget? No wonder he is a jealous god. No wonder he flings down his commandments. No wonder he arranges all these coincidences, then snaps “I told you so”. No wonder he formulates the theory That … Read on…
We are all God’s children
And this is sibling rivalry.
These wars, free enterprise
all bids for attention. Read on…
. . . . . . . The way a cat meows when she wants something she’s not getting the way she KEEPS meowing not very loud and not quite in pain not quite asking for help that’s the way I say “I hate you” to God. I don’t believe in God. God doesn’t believe in me. Also, sometimes God beats me to the punch or sneers, “U-huh.” But I still keep it up. Well, no matter what I say, … Read on…
. . Not only did I believe in God not only did my sister believe in God but one morning we wrote him a letter: “Dear God, We love you. We thank you. Please come for supper tonight at 721 Sheridan Avenue.” Our parents did not believe in God. But they brought over an extra chair and set out a generous serving. Rozzy and I sat to the right of this set-up, they to the left and we all— the … Read on…