You know the great thing about God? She isn’t easy to offend. I haven’t quite figured out Yet How to reconcile my easy going deity With Yahweh the Terrible Ready to command the slaying of multitudes Often reluctant to forgive Without extravagant penitence Sending His people into exile Because they just didn’t measure up Requiring the sacrifice of His own Son As a criminal on a cross With lots of blood In atonement for an ancient offense Yeah I learned that God I knew Him well Through a fearful childhood Never dared turn my back on Him Not for one nanosecond He would strike me down in His great wrath So I decided I had better become a nun Because what else chance had I Of earning heaven Then A little later It was years of lonely non-faith Because I gave up Easier to stop believing Than to I accept that Nun or not I had NO chance of earning heaven I just wasn’t ever going to be good enough But then A little later again Hey Presto! It’s OK! Remember that gory death Of God’s own Son? Well, God Himself The Great Yahweh Earned heaven for us By that ugly death Say what? More years of confused faith Before I realized that I might as well believe someone Earned my height for me Or my eye color As earned heaven for me Meanwhile Back in those heavenly realms God the Eternal is Forever patient with me She waits while I ignore Her She waits while I confuse Her With theology and theocracy She out waits my anger She out waits my preoccupations She positively lurks In the corners and shadows Of my life And then When I am ready again When I greet Her She grins from ear To universe-spanning ear She does a cartwheel over the sun And tosses the moon from hand to hand She juggles a few stars And throws down a sunbeam or two Weeps torrents of joy Claps her hands in time with the thunder Dances through the green grass Gyrating and grinding like a rock and roll star Just because She is happy to see me again.