God is a black man, a beggar, a deeply loving mother, a whirling dervish, our dearest friend, or whatever we want It to be.
God, consciousness, life-force, Allah, Great Spirit, boundless awareness – call it by any name – loves us so much it’ll shapeshift to whatever we need it to be.
It’ll fit in whatever box we put it in. And when we’re ready to expand our view of it, it’ll come out of all boxes and show us just how unbound it is. Just how unbound, we are.
We only limit this, as far as we are limited.