Will Jesus Change His Mind?
I ate my fish on Fridays
I did it every time
Or a grilled cheese or a salad
Then Jesus changed His mind
I wore my Saint Chris medal
As I traveled down the line
On airplane flights to see the sights
Then Jesus changed His mind.
Joan of Ark that lousy witch
Played loose with the priestly kind
They burned her up, that vicious bitch
Then Jesus changed His mind.
Galileo had a telescope
That got him in a bind
Under house arrest four hundred years
Jesus changed His mind.
Slaves obey your masters
Said popes and all their kind
Came the war that freed the slaves
Then Jesus changed his mind.
I cannot marry my love
We can’t be truly joined
Because down there we’re similar
Till Jesus change His mind.
Hoof Ardette, SJ
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