It Ends Well

The world has gone mad

The stench of evil all around

At least it seems.

Bombs, fires, tornadoes

Hurricanes, oil spills, earthquakes

Locusts, killer bees, spiders

Missiles, atomic weapons

Automatic rifles inside schools.


Children — mere babies cursing

Parents and family abusing

Families torn apart.

Children born without families

Worse, those who were never born.


Where is the peace?  We cry.

Why do we suffer?

How long will the evil last?

Where is God?


Lilacs blossom, roses bloom

A child hugs another.

The fragrance of tiny orange blossoms

Fill the air.

A baby is born

The family dog guards the cradle.

A toddler takes first steps

Smoking BBQ sauce wafts in the crisp spring air.


Gentle rain falls on the window

The old couple cuddles under the warm quilt.

Soft music sets the mood as

A single candle flickers.

The words of the scriptures

Fill my mind.

“Peace I leave with you, my peace I give unto you:  not as the world giveth, give I unto you.  Let not your heart be troubled, neither let it be afraid.”  John 14:27

The end may be in sight;

But it ends well.



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