God is a graffiti artist

Defacing our comfort zones

with the awful truth

of his beauty.

Leaping out at us on street corners,

accosting us when

we least expect it.

Challenging our assumptions,

opening windows

in the walls of our lives.

Lurking in places

where he doesn't belong.

Waiting for a quiet moment

to surprise you

with love.

Used this poem today from Scripture Union 's Grid material with the 11-14's group at Church. I've been quite impressed with their material for this age group, and especially this. There was no author citied for the poem, and it was their suggestion to put together a powerpoint of some of Banksy's pictures to go with it, which I did. It went down really well, especially with the budding graffiti artists among the group.