It’s tragic
how most can say Who
You are
but fail to understand
What
You are.
Our Father
Lord and King
hardly describes
that fierce living Intelligence
Whose very Word spoke
the cosmos into being
nearly 14 billion light years across
so far as we know
and growing.
I struggle to grasp
the distance light travels
in one year let alone
one billion let alone
fourteen billion
that we know of.
Most go blank
at the enormity of it all
and I know just enough
not to blame them.
All those stars and galaxies
so much dark matter
dust and radiation
countless worlds
blowing through the void
like sparks from the biggest
holiest bonfire.
We can scarcely imagine
how vast a galaxy is
billions of stars and many
more planets
and you scattered countless
galaxies across all the space
you wanted and why not?
It’s Yours.
To how many of those planets
did You send your Christ?
Were we the only ones
in need of Your son’s blood
shed to enable us to stand
in Your supreme Presence?
Were we the only ones
here at all, this lone speck
among the larger fires
flying through black
radioactive nothing?
I like to think I understand
enough of your sense of humor
that this might indeed be the case
that you picked this one mote
of dust to put your likeness upon
and show Your will.
You made it all
You can do what You want
What does a miracle mean
to a miraculous being?
You as You do
I tremble to think
what possible interest
a Supreme Being such as You
would have in a creature like me.
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