When I met him on a sidewalk<br />
He was preaching to a mailbox<br />
Down on 16th Avenue<br />
And he told me he was Jesus<br />
Sent from Jupiter to free us<br />
With a bottle of tequila and one shoe<br />
He raged about repentance<br />
He finished every sentence<br />
With a promise that the end was close at hand<br />
I didn't even try to understand<br />
He left me wide eyed in disbelief and disillusion<br />
I was tongue tied, drawn by my conclusions<br />
So I turned and walked away<br />
And laughed at what he had to say<br />
Then casually dismissed him as a fraud<br />
I forgot he was created in the image of my God<br />
When I met her in a bookstore<br />
She was browsing on the first floor<br />
Through a yoga magazine<br />
And she told me in her past life<br />
She was some plantation slave's wife<br />
She had to figure out what that might mean<br />
She believes the healing powers of her crystals<br />
Can bring balance and new purpose to her life<br />
Sounds nice<br />
She left me wide eyed in disbelief and disillusion<br />
I was tongue tied, drawn by my conclusions<br />
So I turned and walked away<br />
And laughed at what she had to say<br />
Then casually dismissed her as a fraud<br />
I forgot she was created in the image of my God<br />
Not so long ago, a man from Galilee<br />
Fed thousands with His bread and His theology<br />
And the truth He spoke<br />
Quickly became the joke<br />
Of educated, self-inflated Pharisees like me<br />
And they were wide eyed in disbelief and disillusion<br />
They were tongue tied, drawn by their conclusions<br />
Would I have turned and walked away<br />
And laughed at what He had to say<br />
And casually dismissed Him as a fraud<br />
Unaware that I was staring at the image of my God