Lately my eyesight’s become a bit blurry –
And my hearing’s also gotten dim
    since I can barely hear the person sitting right next to me –
Nevertheless, I still walk around the block – even if I get tired on the return.

So, now, Jesus’ message is finally getting through
About God’s coming down to earth
With power.

Because it’s obvious, isn’t it, that there’s nothing left for me –
It’s all God’s responsibility now.

It’s difficult, however, to accept that God actually has any real power,
Especially given all the missed opportunities –
The tens of billions of human deaths – natural and man-made –
So, God, where were you, then, with all your supposed “power?”

It’s ridiculous, isn’t it, in the modern world, to believe in that kind of God –
But where else could any real hope come from?
Where sweet goodness?
Or the love God has sprinkled so generously throughout our hearts?

Maybe God’s “power” was not, and never was, about what we wanted or thought we needed –
Maybe, instead, it was more like “beauty” – about which I’m taking ever greater notice now –
Or “truth” which, with age, I express more freely –
Or “justice” which slowly, methodically, is inching its way towards humanity.

Maybe, God’s “power” is simply the “love” reflected in a mother’s eyes
Which never fades.

Maybe God’s “power” is like that!