Poem February 8, 1988 Issue

How big is your God?

Lynne Neville Park

In my early days of Sunday School,
Stretching out my eager arms, I'd say,
"This big!"
Smiling, the teacher would explain, "He fills all space."
And I, wondering, would look around the room.

Later, "all space" meant the air between the objects
here on earth.
My growing years perceived a bigger love, an ever
bigger God.
Each time a healing came, I was aware
Of Mind's compelling me to enlarge my faith.

Now, dear God, I pray my concept will increase
Until I see You infinite, a vast and all-pervading good,
Not just filling space, but replacing mortal, fear-trapped
time and space and molecules of dreamy matter
With Your omnipresent power and love and truth.

How big is your God, my God?
As big as we stretch ourselves to find—
Forever.

Lynne Neville Park

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