the package

          I know you are there God,
          I know you surround me,
          but it's not how it's been packaged...
          You're not in all those books I've read,
          You're not in all those rules I learned through the years;
            You're not in the church I MUST ATTEND
              or not "be saved ..."
                    
   You're NOT in all those places, meetings,
     ideas and expectations
     I spent so much time trying
       to attend and live up to,
          so that I would find you...
               
                 You are much, much greater
                  than all of that.
                You are everywhere.
                   You are in all that breathes life.
                 You are in everything I see and hear
                  that holds beauty.
                 You exist longer, farther and deeper
                  than I can ever hope to understand or imagine.
                 You communicate through
                  your totally awesome and perfect creation...
                    the green of the trees,
                    the sun and wind on the water,
                    the pastel colours in the sky at sunset.
                 My eyes search the heavens
                  and marvel at your unparalleled MYSTERY.
                    Your unending and unfolding existence.
                  I have no answers,
                   I have only torturing questions.
                 I must throw away the package
                 I was given so many years ago
                  so that I can begin
                                               to
                                                   listen.