Judging God

“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! Brian Johnston Aug 13, 2015