our god small,
we
limit him or her,
or whatever
the case may be
as being like us.
maybe old,
maybe with a white beard,
maybe
a judge of sorts,
angry at times,
but loving too.
caring at times,
but aloof
and distant.
we think of him as
some wise grandfather
figure,
with a gavel and sword.
a scale
to balance out
the good and evil
that we do.
but i suspect He's nothing
like that.
nothing like us,
but more,
impossibly fair,
infinitely true.
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