I Found God

I was searching for God one day
So I went
To church
Sat in the pew
Sang songs like they do
Every Sunday

I looked for God in the faces
Of the people around me
And listened to the preacher
He spoke
About God's love
How the church shows
God's love
I heard the words
But saw nothing

Their faces held the
Same things as mine did
The same pain lay inside
Our eyes
And I saw no evidence
Of this idea of a God
That they so idolized

The words they spoke
As I walked out the door were like
Bolts to keep me away
"Who brought that girl here?"
"She doesn't belong in the house of the Lord"

I was searching for God one day
So I sat and talked to a poor man
Put some food in his hands
And the smile he gave me
That was pure joy

He told me a story
Of his life on the streets
The pain he had seen
How it made his heart break
And this poor, starving man
Gave the food in his hands
To the children with no mother
To feed them

The words that he spoke
Were like a breath of fresh air
"God bless you"

I found God that day
Not in his supposed house
But from the mouth
Of the outcast