26Feb '15

The God of the Broken

I worship the God of the broken
The God of the also-rans
The God of the relegation zone
The God of the bungled plans
The God of the write-off
The God of the wrecked
The God of the usually late
The God of the faithless
The God of the bitter
The God of the could’ve-been great
The God of the greedy
The God of the fat
The God of the ones who can’t trust
The God of the needy
The God of the rat
The God of the captives of lust
The God of the unphotogenic
The God of the angry, the proud
The God of the unchanged
The God of the scared
The God of those under the bus
The God of …
The only Man
who was never any of these things
The God who made
Him,
Sin,
for Us.

This poem started off life as a protest against a sermon called “Premier League Christianity” (I won’t link it; it hurt me too much. I’m not done processing it yet though and will probably write more about it soon). Originally it was a lot more angry; there was a second section that went, “You worship the god of the gorgeous… the god of the …” and so on, but it wasn’t helpful to anyone really. You can see some vestiges of that anger here, I suppose – and I took aim against Mark Driscoll at the end with the “under the bus” comment (here’s some context), but I tried to turn things around at the end a little.

Image source: http://commons.wikimedia.org/wiki/File:Desertflower.JPG

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