Who?

How you gonna reckon with a God
Like this?
When you gonna face what you
Can’t dismiss
Whatcha gonna say to the … soul
Kiss that is my God?
Fearsome like the sag in a fat
Man’s chair?
Sweeter than a patch of Rogaine hair?
How do you define what you
Can’t compare?
This is … my God
And there’s no use explaining
What can’t be contained
I’m not following a God I can
Lead around
I can’t tame this deity
That’s why Jesus is the final answer
To who I want my God to be He’s who (I want my God to be)
How you gonna reckon with a God
This great?
Why you wanna measure what you
Can’t equate?
Whatcha gonna say to the … check
Mate that is my God?
Stronger than the burn of An aftershave?
Tender as a burger in Your microwave
Rare than the air in an Empty grave
This is … my God
And there’s no use explaining
What can’t be contained
How we gonna work this out?
To fabricate a God like this
No doubt
We’d end up worshipping a Christ
Of our own design
But Jesus doesn’t fit that profile
His ways aren’t mine
I’m not following a God that’s
Imagined
Can’t invent his deity
That’s why Jesus is the
Final answer
To who I want my God to be He’s who