For to which of the angels did God ever say, “You are my Son; today I have become your Father”? Or again, “I will be his Father, and he will be my Son”? And again, when God brings his firstborn into the world, he says, “Let all God’s angels worship him.” ~ Hebrews 1:5-6 (NIV)
Our ideas did not work. But the God idea did. ~ Alcoholics Anonymous, Page 52
God’s not an artichoke heart,
worth getting to but buried, hidden,
isolated. God is the lifeblood,
God’s not in the universe;
the universe is in God. If God’s
your co-pilot, you’re in the wrong seat.
Don’t go to God with a list of things
to fix, his marching orders.
Report for duty ready to hear him give
your orders for today.
You can’t keep the hair on your head
from falling out; he can hold worlds and
stay their course. If you don’t like the
god you met in church or synagogue or at
the mosque, toss him out. God’s out
there, everywhere, anywhere, not in the
air but the air itself. Toss out your
inadequate god and meet the real thing
but most of all understand that you’re
WOW. God, what an honor to be
a grain of sand on your beach.