jordfast-lokaverr:

I want to love an imperfect god:

A god who makes mistakes;

A god who knows sins like sisters,

Who made the queer children in his image

And looked upon his work and saw that it was good;

A god of “Judge not less ye be judged, in which case

Rain your tongues upon them like darts

Until your oppressors lie cowering at your feet.”

I want to love a god who stole me fire

And taught me to make a net;

How to put myself before others

And how to throw bricks at police officers.

A god who walks city streets at midnight

In high heels and glitter

To break bread with homeless children.

A god who displaces kings

And ushers in the winter

Once summer leaves him bored.

“Forgive me, Lord, for I have sinned,” you say,

And he says, “Ooo, tell me more.”