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2008-01-02 06:22:03 (UTC)

One of Us - Joan Osborne

If God had a name, what would it be?
And would you call it to His face
If you were faced with Him in all His glory?
What would you ask if you had just one question?
Yeah, yeah, God is Great
Yeah, yeah, God is Good
Yeah, yeah, yeah yeah yeah
What if God was one of us?
Just a slob like one of us?
Just a stranger on a bus
Trying to make His way home
If God had a face, what would it look like?
And would you want to see
If seeing meant that you would have to believe
In things like heaven and in Jesus
And the Saints and all the Prophets
Back up to heaven all alone.
Nobody callin' on the phone
'Cept for the Pope maybe in Rome.
Like a holy rolling stone.
Back up to heaven all alone
Just tryin' to make his way Home
Nobody callin' on the phone
'Cept for the Pope maybe in Rome.


People can be so cruel to one another...I see it every
day. Good, hardworking people, church-going people, people
who are usually decent individuals can so unthinkingly be
mean-spirited and downright cruel. Contrary to what
humanity believes, kindness is not a reflex or unthought
action. No; it is not. Kindness, for most, has to be
thought out and planned. Knee jerk reactions for the most
part seem to be geared to crushing those around us,
breaking their hearts, and leaving them bleeding on the
road, much like my buddy so long ago hit by a drunk driver
and left to die...but that is another story.
It does not take much to make someone smile. It costs so
little, sometimes just a bit of time, but time is what we
are most short of in a society that values speedy service
and hedonistic tendencies. There is a movie
called "Dunston Checks In," about an orangutan and a
family whose parent works as manager of a five star hotel.
It is hilarious. The bad guy is mistaken for the Le Monde
representative and kowtowed to...while the real rep is
treated as an inconvenience by the hotel owner...that is
how we often behave without even knowing it. Sometimes, I
just go home and cry in frustration. Those that most need
of our kindness most often are the least likely to receive
it...What will be our legacy when we are gone?
We complain so often of our youth, but the truth is that
actions speak louder than words...and our actions expose the lie behind the word that we preach...and little ones are not blind.