just don’t believe that about God.

I believe God; I just don’t believe that about God.

I don’t believe God is an old man with a beard sitting on a throne directing traffic.

I don’t believe God is our sugar daddy, granting our wishes.

I do believe that I have met You face to face, that You have called my name.

I do believe that you are with us, grieve with us, suffer with us.

I do believe you suffer.

I do believe that you are distributed and pop up everywhere and every when.

I do believe that you meet us. More than we realize: in all our days, all our hours, all moments: momentarily.

I do believe that you ask that we take responsibility for our world.

I don’t believe that God fixes all broken things to our order, but I do believe that you make things work all towards good in the whole.

I do believe that you are more in the whole than concentrated in one place.

I do believe that there is meaning in our existence, and that we have a say in that meaning, and that meaning is a conversation between you and us.

I do believe that you are love and conversation.

I do believe that you respond, and that you are moving and acting much more than static object.

I do believe there is much of you that is unknown to me and to us, and yet, and yet, there is an essence a touching of us that is all we have to know. We cannot know ourselves; how then to know another; and why would we ever want to, since here is our adventure: discovering you and us and together; making you and us and together?

Friend, thee we explore, we we make.

:- Doug.

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