Badassery 7/28

For the director of music. Of the Sons of Korah. According to alamoth. A song.

1 God is our refuge and strength, an ever-present help in trouble. 2 Therefore we will not fear, though the earth give way and the mountains fall into the heart of the sea, 3 though its waters roar and foam and the mountains quake with their surging. 4 There is a river whose streams make glad the city of God, the holy place where the Most High dwells. 5 God is within her, she will not fall; God will help her at break of day. 6 Nations are in uproar, kingdoms fall; he lifts his voice, the earth melts. 7 The LORD Almighty is with us; the God of Jacob is our fortress. 8 Come and see what the LORD has done, the desolations he has brought on the earth. 9 He makes wars cease to the ends of the earth. He breaks the bow and shatters the spear; he burns the shields with fire. 10 He says, “Be still, and know that I am God; I will be exalted among the nations, I will be exalted in the earth.” 11 The LORD Almighty is with us; the God of Jacob is our fortress.

Psalm 46

I have never had a “this God/spirituality crap is for suckers attitude.”

My viewpoint on the nature of God, however, has changed.

My God is pure Love.

Certainly not the visage of God that I was taught as a child.

As a child I was afraid of God. The version of God that was created by man to bend to the authority of others on earth.

My God is loving, omnipresent, omnipotent, and in every living thing on earth.

My God is in the still, small voice called conscience. In the wind, the sun, the babbling brook, the birds.

The love of my God is in the eyes of my dog when she stands in the hallway waiting for me to come to bed long after bedtime has passed.

I saw God’s love in Larry’s eyes when he accepted me for who I was.

I felt God’s love in my mother when she defied the doctors who told her not to come visit me in the hospital after my three-month premature birth (because I would probably die anyway) but she came every day anyway.

I felt God’s love as I questioned everything. Every, single, question was answered in some way revealed by the loving God that I believe in.

I felt God’s love when the right person came at the right time to yank me out of the pit of despair, numerous times, to show me that there is a ray of light. To teach me that I can be strong. I can climb out. I can be my authentic self. I can create a new life. Especially since I realize that everyone’s ending is not the same as mine.

I feel God’s love every day because I was granted a chance to start over and live my best life. Especially since I know what it feels like to want to completely give up and quit.

My God is everything, in everyone, pure love, comfort, and understanding.

XO Lisa