God on a Barstool

Nathan Box
Aug 23, 2017 · 1 min read

Never comfortable in a pew.

Not great at hail Mary’s.

I’ve never been full of grace.

Went looking for God in low places.

Found him on a barstool in a dive bar.

Dusty bottles, half-dimmed lights, spewing wisdom.

I am here to be heard.

He is here to listen.

With each round, I unburden myself.

No judgment. Finally, someone full of grace.

Soon, I will be through.

With a thunderous clap, he speaks truer words than I’ve ever heard.

Now, I feel forgiven;

Washed of my sins.

Finally, redeemed after an evening of drinking.

Born again with God on a barstool.

Be good to each other,

-Nathan

)

Written by

At Natetheworld, “We Review the World.” To read more, please visit: https://natetheworld.com/

Welcome to a place where words matter. On Medium, smart voices and original ideas take center stage - with no ads in sight. Watch
Follow all the topics you care about, and we’ll deliver the best stories for you to your homepage and inbox. Explore
Get unlimited access to the best stories on Medium — and support writers while you’re at it. Just $5/month. Upgrade