Who is God?

Prologue

This poem is for the open minded and spiritually awakened. A new way to understand God on a lunar level without being restricted to one set mind frame. No rules, no threats. Just loving God as the water, the moon, and the sun.

Who is God?

Who is God? What if I told you that I am not sure. I am sure of my feelings and I am sure of facts. I believe God is all around us in a metaphorical way.

God is the Sun

What if I told you that God is the sun? He rises in the morning and sets in the evening. He warms our Earth which gives us the life we know. The vitamin D our body needs. What if everything we needed came from God? We would be perfect, wouldn’t we? That is why I do not believe that God plays a part in that kind of thing. Atoms and neurons and things of the unknown. Why would God make us with cancer? Maybe he did not, maybe that is human error. Maybe the air we breathe and the food we eat that is made from man is to blame. Maybe our ancestors set us up for destruction, they mutated genes that are now born broken. Maybe the radioactivity that comes from man is to blame for sickness within. But, were the first humans on Earth without ailments? Were their eyes 20/20? Were they born with 10 toes? Nobody is perfect, I guess that wasn’t the plan. We are perfectly imperfect I guess, that I know.

God is Nature

What if I told you that God is nature? The storms, the thunder; the rain drops on your skin. Nature can be beautiful in the mountains and hills. The beaches, the lakes, the valleys and desert. Nature can also be deadly. Hurricanes, tornadoes, earthquakes, and more. Why would God hurt us? That is why I am unsure of Gods plan. Does he want us to die? Does he want us to live? The answer “it’s just Gods plan.” That is not good enough. Plan to do what, when, and how? To whom and to who not, why me? Why them? Children dying from cancer, yet others can live until their old. Why would God do these kinds of things? Why does he help some and not others?

God grants wishes

“Thank God” he did it again. Granting wishes and miracles galore. But, only for some not for everyone. Are they more special than you or me? I don’t think so. This is what I believe.

There are no miracles when you think longer than a minute. Imagine a house with a woman inside, just a normal day no trouble in sight. She has a neighbor with children who lives right next door. Maybe a few hundred feet from her front door. Then imagine a plane full of passengers, they are on vacation and full of laughter. Then for some reason the engine fails. It’s too late for God. They cannot be helped. The plane crashes into the woman’s house. She was in the bathroom at the time. She lives. It’s a miracle that’s she’s still alive. But as happiness sets in she is soon to know that her neighbor and children did not make it. The pilot, the passengers, and everyone within. They’re dead. But, why? Why her? What gives? What if God is not to blame nor is to thank. What if I told you time is everything and most death comes from human error. The plane gets checked before each flight, but Tommy was in a hurry. He rushed through the papers. He checked each box and dotted each I. He did not know that morning if he didn’t hit the snooze, or the night before if he didn’t drink booze. He did not think past the fact that he does this everyday. He knows what he’s doing. Been working there for 20 years. The pilot should have landed when he felt the plane was shaky, but this has happened before so it was normal. Well, maybe.. If time was taken out of play it would have been another house, another human, and another crashed plane on another day. So many factors render within. A miracle it is not, that I know.

God is water

What if I told you that God is water? Not the water we drink, not the water on the stove. Metaphorically water within each soul. Flowing through us at some decimal. The substance inside that keeps us in line. Our morals, our dignity. What if that is God? The humans who lack decency are defective for sure. Did God mess up? Or, is it humanity to blame? Or could it just be that choices are in play. The choices we make build us in some way. If Darla said no to going out with her sister then maybe she would still be alive. But, Darlas sister made a bad choice and brought her boyfriend Billy along. He was defective. He was beaten by his dad, ignored by his mother. He drank a lot for being a teen. All they wanted to do was go to the movies, geez. Billy got into a fight, he drank that night. He picked up Darla and her sister. The truck flipped over. It happened so fast. Darla was gone. If Darlas sister had broke up with Billy then none of this would have happened. One bad choice can dampen your life. One good choice can turn things around or keep you going down the path you were destined to go. You can track back choice all the way to Billy’s father. He would blame his father, then his fathers father. The cycle of abuse started and has to end. The water flowing through that family is tainted, that I know.

God is the moon

What if I told you that God is the moon? He makes the world dark and cold. He freezes the night sky. We need the moon in order to survive. The rise and fall of it could be our demise. What if the moon decided to sleep in? The same way that you and I do. We need sleep to survive. As we need water and sun. Oxygen that floats and goes into our lungs. We have to take care of ourselves or we could die. If we overindulge on food and get fatter. We get diabetes. Do we blame God? Or are we responsible for all life’s factors. We need this and that. We do not naturally have many things. Humans kill themselves from having an immune system. Sometimes it works too good and labors our lungs, swells our mouth; swells our tongue. If it wasn’t for man there would be no epi pen. Without snakes there would be no venom or anti venom. We are constantly thanking God for these things. But, fact is what one brings in another cancels out. The snake bites the skin. The body swells and dies. The anti-venom goes in and boom, you’re alive. The venom makes medicines, but why do we need them? I read that a family starved themselves to death. They said God would bring them food. He never did. The father had glasses, yet didn’t believe in doctors. He wouldn’t even let them see his own daughter. She had the flu and he prayed and he prayed. She suffered with pneumonia and died within days. Why did he wear glasses if God could cure hunger? Why wear glasses if God could cure the flu? Why was he so imperfect made by the man. He seen an eye doctor to prescribe him medicine, this I know.

The whys and the what’s. The time and the place. Life has an interesting way of getting in the way. I do not know who God is for sure. But, I do not believe he is in a bible. Not a book or scraped into an ancient wall. I believe God is not an entity. I believes it’s within you and me. Not to cure sickness and not to bring wealth. To guide us along to the unknown. I do not know who God is, this I know.