what if faith was simple and pure?
what if hope was was never lost?
what if love could be embedded within the horror of a cross?
what if God made the universe, that stars and all the planets?
What if God is right here among our songs, our liturgies and praise...our fights, our tears and all our hate?
what if our religion and the church of our invention are tools we use to please ourselves, to praise the things we crave?
what if the way is truly narrow and the few that find it don't look like me?
what if the ones who "know" the truth are the furthest ones from finding it?
what if knowledge superseded faith and made our Lord into systematic theology?
what if we drank the cup that we've been given?
what if death was not determined but the chosen route to resurrection?
