Imagine My Surprise


Imagine my surprise when I discovered I could worship Yahweh as well with secular music
in the background as worship music,
That He is the same God on Thursday as He is on Sunday morning,
That I could feel Him all around me in my living room as much as in a church sanctuary,
That I could find caring, Yahweh-hearted people in my workplace as much as in a gathering
of believers,
That I could see Him in a little boy who is decidedly not Christian as in the most pious of pastors,
That I could know Him in Hell as well as in Heaven,

Imagine my surprise when I saw Yahweh in the darkness as much as in the light,
When I found Him after having to enter into places they all told me He would never go,
When I knew Him as deeply and purely and personally in the valley as much as on the top of a mountain,
When I learned that I could show His Love to others as much through joking around with them and cussing
as I can by praying for them and receiving their prayers,

Imagine my surprise when I learned to recognize Yahweh in the mirror
More than in a theology,
When I learned to know Him through science as much as through scripture,
When I abandoned all boxes and found Him in every box and even beyond,
When I learned what I always knew in some deep part of me:
Yahweh doesn’t fit in a box! He is always more!

Imagine my surprise when I let go of what others told me Yahweh was like and learned to know Him
for myself
And knew what I AM that I AM really means,
For Our Existence is not predicated upon the approval, understanding, acceptance, or even existence
of another,
And I have chosen to know Myself in all things.

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