Rumpled God

Today, something short! The Seeker by Joey Garcia…


The world is smitten with a god

who keeps a sharp crease in his pants,

and whispers, “No! Not like that!”

Oh, but I love the rumpled God

who forgets where he lives, forgets

his own name but never forgets mine.


Source: Presence: An International Journal of Spiritual Direction. Vol. 20, #2, p. 60.

2 thoughts on “Rumpled God

  1. This reminded me of the poem of Hafiz titled, “The God Who Only Knows Four Words”:
    Every child has known God,
    Not the God of names,
    Not the God of don’ts,
    Not the God who ever does anything weird,
    But the God who knows only 4 words.
    And keeps repeating them, saying “Come dance with Me, come dance.”


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