Ph: Life: Judging God Poem by Brian Johnston

“Do not judge unless you would be judged, ”
We are warned but we rarely comply,
And “treat others in ways that feel fair, ”
Still we lack what God’s angels supply,
Believe justice can always be fudged
And think our lives are our own affair.

I think this is how judging God starts
So enamored with our own device
We forget our creator is there
And in loving us paid quite a price.
As He ransomed Death’s claim on our hearts
And thus won our release from despair.

The negation of debt leads the way
When we start finding fault with our God
His creation goes right out the door
Random chance is the doubter’s facade
That is heralded as cabaret
But in truth there’s not much to explore.
 
The dynamic of God that is real
Is God questions reflect on our soul,
If the universe simply exists
Then a flag can't be found on flagpole
And no reason to love the ideal.
Without hope, why would man raise his fists?

The real problem with judging our Lord
Is that we have no ground to stand on
For our gifting is only His Law
Not a scale that is adverse to con
Our worst punishments rendered untoward
And our courts filled with man-made hoopla!

For unhappiness brings out the worst
That a man’s heart is capable of
As we try to shift blame when we can
While still wearing our own bloodstained glove,
Tortured fate that my tale seems rehearsed,
And man’s suffering God’s only plan!