our promiscuous Creator

Even imperfect witnesses
cannot conceal the truth
born from the heart of creation

The heart of the beginning
burns with a love
an inconceivable grace

Seraphim and Nephilim
bear tainted witness
to humanity’s tortured needs

Creating coarse narratives
slowly leading mankind
toward mutually assured destruction

Ten commandments
became an infinite institute
fueled lustily by the blood of innocents

Judges and Kings failed
every attempt to entirely pervert
the heart of the creator

Coal-tongued prophets
spoke searing words of love
revealing incomprehensible grace

The heartbeat of the creator
seeded by tears of love
found a story pregnant with purpose

The vulnerable voiced infant
had sung existence into being
with multiversal love

Misunderstood metaphors
preserved eternally
the plain voice of the divine

Sacrifice! Sacrifice! Sacrifice!
our god (standing before us)
demands a sacrifice

The kings and judges declare
our god (not saying a word)
demands a human sacrifice

A world shaken to its foundations
has sated the creators need
we are free

but…

Tainted words continue
lacing love with conditions
letters weighted with authority

All buts, ands, ifs
by the powers and principalities
of vested interests

Controlling the narrative
through (un)natural selection
councils upon councils upon councils

A Rubiks cube of doctrines
spells, traditions, incantations
designed to frustrate and confound

Follow the masters, kings and judges
their instructions and guidance
G*d speaks through them

Fracturing community
fractures people
prophets fractured through labels

We create our own Babylon
united in division and hate
black and white with no room for gray

Printed symbols claiming revelation
artificially dissected
divorce meaning from context

and yet…

Still and small
the voice of the creator
lives in between the li(n)es

Love and grace poured forth
lavished without discernment
from a promiscuous creator

It was never meant to be a hidden message
a secret known only to some
guarded by the kings and judges

LOVE.
LOVE.
LOVE.

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While watching The Passion Of The Christ with my family the other night, I had the realization that God never needed Jesus to die for our sins, we, humanity, needed him to die for our sins.

Ultimately we could never fully understand the goodness and graciousness of God and how we could possibly be accepted by our creator, so, we crucified Jesus because we needed him to be the sacrifice for our sins.

We use the argument that God sent down all these commandments and rules through Moses, especially about sacrifices for purity and purposes. And so, that is why God needed to sacrifice his son, to abide by his own rules. I contend however that I think God was abiding by our rules for him – he was accommodating our limitations. Given that we are the ones who always end up making God in our own image, why is it so hard to believe that we did the same with Jesus and his death? That doesn’t mean that what happened wasn’t true. It just means that we have this perverted view of God and he has used our own perversion to undermine itself and give us the whole depth and breadth of his love. He became human to dwell among us. He knew what we needed. He knew that no matter how many prophets he sent, we would never fully understand our Creator’s love for us. He knew that he needed to sacrifice himself because we needed him to.

Jesus’ life, teachings, the things he said and did, recorded by imperfect witnesses, still manages to give us the complete understanding of the Creator’s perfect love. He asks, we refuse, we demand, he accommodates. This is what makes Jesus such a perfect example of the majesty of God’s love – it is so complete that he would allow an imperfect record of it to be recorded and passed down. Because in the midst of it, at the true heart of it, the spot where the universe was created, is still there and clear to those who have eyes to see and ears to hear.