"Where is God?" the cynic asked, and wiped away a tear.
"In the midst of chaos, don't tell me that God is near."
"How can anyone believe there is a God of love
When He allows disaster, watching smugly from above."
"Where is God? I'll just get stoned, so I don't have to see
The crowded, dying, stinking masses of humanity.
I'll take care of number one, and keep my senses numb
And put down Christians everywhere; they're ignorant and dumb."
Friend, I saw God yesterday, when someone gave a bed
To someone he had never met... and got that person fed!
God was in the child's eyes who gave ten cents away
To help Katrina's victims somehow get through one more day.
Someone from my little town has volunteered to leave
Because his EMT abilities just might relieve
A little of the suffering and misery and strife.
God's in Brian's heart, to make him go and risk his life.
I've seen God in every tear that anyone has shed.
God will lead the valiant in the hectic days ahead.
Don't look up. Look all around. Just seek, and you will find
That God works through the hearts and through the hands of all mankind.
Donna Wood, copyright September 4, 2005