Missing God

Deborah Beach Giordano
© May 2013

It’s endless, God,
the arguments
about Your likes
and Your dislikes,

about where You are
and what You do;
we gossip endlessly
behind Your back.

We complain
about Your character
whenever
things go wrong;

and proclaim
human superiority
when we achieve
the slightest of success.

All worldly ills
we ascribe to design flaws
by an Architect who may be uncaring
or perhaps revengeful,

an absentee Landlord
Who simply walked away,
or a long-ago Inventor
whose clockwork system failed.

The problem
is in the Creator or the process –
“The fault,” we insist,
“does not lie with us.”

We’ve judged You
most unkindly, Holy One,
showing no mercy,
insight, or compassion,

heaping blame,
and hostile conjectures,
when life in all its fearsome majesty
goes against our plan.

Yet despite our anger,
accusations,
and unwarranted resentment,
You never turn away.

We miss you
with our blinkered eyes,
unable to see You
hiding in plain sight,

while You look upon us,
longing to be found,
yearning for our love
and understanding.

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About inklingscommunity

I am a struggling Christian, committed pacifist, near-obsessive recycler, incurable animal lover, inveterate tree-hugger; a nature mystic, a socialized introvert, an advocate for the vulnerable, an opponent of exploiters.
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