Fathomless

I was talking to a friend of mine the other day. We were having a conversation about normal topics, small talk and the like. It slowly began to transition into being about God, which happens a lot for some reason. I laugh sometimes when we do it, because we both acknowledge that we really don't know anything about Him(Him is subjective. Actually, He isn't a He. He's not even an It. I think.). We can take a few guesses, but that is all they are, guesses.

It's kind of cool, actually. My friend started talking about how we don't understand God, but in a way it's awesome not to. And he was right, I don't want a God that I can fathom. There are some lyrics by a band called As Cities Burn that say, "Is your God really God? Is my God really God? I think our God isn't God, if he fits inside our heads." I don't want a God I can understand, that I can see through and define in my terms because my terms aren't perfect. My terms are infected. With the world, or whatever cliche you choose to say it. It's amazing to me that God has no definition.