Satisfied With My God Poem by Gladys Darlene Browning

Man created all these gods
Why? I don't understand.
My mind goes back to Genesis 1
Where God created man.

I'm not criticizing anyones' belief
I'm just saying how I feel.
I want to feel my God is alive
When before Him I choose to kneel.

A god of stone just leaves me cold
What can he do for me?
Can he heal my broken heart,
Or make my blind eyes see?

I could not serve a god of wood
Who cannot make a sound.
I need my God to speak to me
In a voice so profound.

Why should I worship the universe,
Or nature, on its' own,
When I can worship the living God
Who made all things that's known.

Within my heart I simply feel
Those gods are just a mypth.
I'm satisfied with the One I serve,
That's who I'm staying with.