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