Three Feet Above
(a lesson on having faith)
An angel told me once that heaven
is three feet above us, that's odd,
so I climbed up into a tree to see
if I might have a chat with God.
I only saw the top of the house,
the backyard, the greenery,
where was the light and the pearly gates?
Where was God in this scenery?
"Hello God, are you there?" I asked.
"It's me, Dixie. I'd like to talk to you."
Just then, the sun seemed a little closer
and clouds disappeared from out of the blue.
"Well God, I like talking face to face,
so if you're there, come here to me"
and then it began to drizzle, just like that
so I climbed a bit further up the tree
"Well God, I've come closer now, can you see?
Please can you show me where you are?"
The birds flew out and the tree shook
when the winds came rushing from afar.
With the branches creaking and tree swaying
I thought to climb down and get myself dry
"God, I came to you but you turn me away
and I'm not understanding why."
But I climbed still further up to the very top
and sat there as the whole world came to sight
and as I realized the tree was God's hand
holding me tight
the sun came again, I saw the light...
All came still, the birds flew back
the sun shone brightly, just like that,
I climbed down, in the grass I sat...
it took that to get me to see
I'll never need to climb a tree
so that me and God can chat.