Sometimes
you have to answer back to God.
Many consider it poor form,
say that we have no right
to question the Divine opinion.
We are mere worms, they say;
who are we to presume to know better
than the Omniscient One
whose ways are mysterious?
Better to put the doubts aside
and accept the Almighty’s
strange wisdom. Remember Job
and his unsuccessful contention?
Yes, but I am reckless enough
to doubt, curious enough
to question, and rude enough
to answer back.
There is much in this world
with which I disagree,
and God, they tell me,
is supposed to be in charge.
It seems to me that faith
requires me to keep asking;
a pesky dog yapping at God’s heels:
like the woman in the story
who would not let go until Jesus
changed his mind
and healed a gentile daughter.
© Ken Rookes
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