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Thursday, August 28, 2014

after illness

the corners tilt a bit
my legs are weak
and peripheral vision spins
in a spiral of blurred patterns
days and nights of pain
have left me weary
fuzzy around the edges
muscles creak and protest
the insults of viral invasion
oh so slow
the rebound
not a rebound
a creeping
a crawling
a long climb up the mountain
to where the sun shines

Saturday, August 16, 2014

the KING is coming

i've watched a lot of news in the past week. my heart has been heavy and burdened as this planet, under the chaotic management of fallen humanity, struggles with war, slavery, pain, disappointment and death.

even my little corner of the world reels with corruption- rich people getting richer, poor people getting poorer, political wrangling, tens of thousands of children who live and die in the streets, and a failing justice system.

nature itself seems to have turned wildly unstable. Sunbaked places burn. Oceans roil. Storm clouds churn. Sudden rain pours down. Floods rise to terrifying heights.

it can get to be depressing.

partly because there isn't much i can do about any of this, other than pray.

yet deep in my spirit, amidst the turmoil of this world, a quiet thought keeps bubbling up to the surface.

"it's not always going to be this way."

and that is the truth.

there is hope, because the kingdom of THE KING is coming. we live in the shadow of evil, but the King is coming. there really is going to be "the return of the king".

someday the lion will lay down beside the lamb, and there will be no bloodshed.

someday a little child will play with a poisonous snake, and no harm will come to him.

someday the nations of the world will get along. there will be no racial tension, no wars, no dictators, no elections, no political game-playing, no suicide, no genocide, no hurricanes, no deserts, no floods.

and meantime, in my little corner of this swiftly tilting planet, i pray. i wait. i hope. i obey His voice. i love those he has given me to love.

and i whisper, "maranatha!"