When I met him on a sidewalk
He was preaching to a mailbox
Down on 16th Avenue.
And he told me he was Jesus
Sent from Jupiter to free us
With a bottle of tequila and one shoe.
He raged about repentance
He finished every sentence
With a promise that the end was close at hand.
I didn't even try to understand.

He left me wide eyed in disbelief and disillusion.
I was tongue tied, drawn by my conclusions.
So I turned and walked away,
And laughed at what he had to say.
Then casually dismissed him as a fraud.
I forgot he was created in the image of my God.

When I met her in a bookstore
She was browsing on the first floor,
Through a yoga magazine.
And she told me in her past life
She was some plantation slave's wife,
She had to figure out what that might mean.
She believes the healing powers of her crystals,
Can bring balance and new purpose to her life.
Sounds nice.

She left me wide eyed in disbelief and disillusion.
I was tongue tied, drawn by my conclusions.
So I turned and walked away,
And laughed at what she had to say.
Then casually dismissed her as a fraud,
I forgot she was created in the image of my God.

Not so long ago, a man from Galilee
Fed thousands with His bread and His theology
.And the truth He spoke
Quickly became the joke
Of educated, self-inflated Pharisees like me.

And they were wide eyed in disbelief and disillusion.
They were tongue tied, drawn by their conclusions.
Would I have turned and walked away,
And laughed at what He had to say.
And casually dismissed Him as a fraud.
Unaware that I was staring at the image of my God

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