I have seen the son of man
In the human caravan
What if God was one of us? What would that mean?
It would mean that God had two little feet and ten little toes. It would mean He played with those toes and realized they were His.
It would mean God was hungry and had to depend on His mother for food. It would mean He stank when someone needed to change Him.
It would mean God cried and laughed and giggled and reached out His arms for someone to pick Him up. It would mean many lowly people – family members and neighbors in the village – held God in their arms.
It would mean God spit up and had to be burped. And sometimes He would cry and His mother would not know why.
It would mean God got a runny nose and someone would need to wipe His face.
It would mean God spent a lot of time on His back looking up (as opposed to looking down on all of us).
It would mean God found that warm, cuddly spot at His mother’s breast that suddenly made everything okay.
It would mean that God brought great joy to His parents by blowing bubbles and making unintelligible sounds.
It would mean that God got picked up a lot, sometimes by total strangers.
It would mean that someone had to look after God once in a while to give His Mom and Dad a break.
It would mean that God made himself utterly helpless so He could identify with us and eventually pay for our sins.
It had to be done; love made God do it.
John Fischer The Catch 
Talk about putting things into perspective! Awesome John, awesome..
It never ceases to astound, amaze, and overwhelm me what God will do to make sure we don’t perish! What incredible love!
I think the difficult part about our faith is that God is one of us.
What if He, She, really is one of the “least of these”?
One of the comments I read about this song was that the song is saying that we need to treat our fellow man how we treat god because, while God is great and good, other people have those same qualities. We should treat people with respect because under that slob exterior they could be God.
I kind of like that.
What if God was one of us
Just a slob like one of us
Just a stranger on the bus
Trying to make his way home
( Eric Bazilian)
I got to see/hear the Hooters live many years ago- i never knew Eric had penned those words- w/o clicking the link i can hear Joan singing- soo much i don’t know…but i do know this- He Came – as a child – and iknow i’ll never be able to pick a favorite representation of the Spirit as He blows through your pen John- but this sureis up there..
Thank God for your ministry,
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I’m flattered, indeed. Thanks.