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God is a weird guy

A friend came to me,

Asked why god is so unfair to thy,

I replied,

He's an ill mannered guy,

The type that your not quite sure why,

But he's done everything justly in some odd reasoning,

Really I don't know,

Why or how,

Maybe you should take a moment,

Focus on here and know,

Your missing whats being given to you,

By worrying on whats to be,

When first you should take advantage of this place,

God is going to give you something out of this nothing,

It's just going to be in a strange way,

Cause God is a weird kind of guy

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Carey Milton

I love this poem well done !! Vote from me :)

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Valerie Beasley...

Hey Gordon… I like this poem too!  I wouldn't say that HE is weird…but I get it.  The scripture says; "that His ways are past finding out".  But I know HE's got His eye on all of us!  Great write!

val

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Gordon Manhatten

Thanks for taking your time to write too me! Something I always tell people when I'm asked about God or told flat out that my believes are wrong is the fact that we can never understand (let alone comprehend) why God has done things. In the sense when I say weird I am referring to the fact the nature around it is just very different than what we see in front of us. Also I know I used he a lot in this poem, I personally dont think God has any sex it just seemed to flow the best at the time. Again thanx for the response carey and val its always much appreciated:)

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Valerie Beasley...

Yes, you're right a pure, righteous spirit has no sex.  I also think that He works through our faith. If you have no faith how can you blame him?  The scripture is clear "according to your faith let it be so".

Have a great day!

val

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