‘Twas Easter 2020, and I sat in my room,
Looking outside and feeling all gloom.
The sun barely shining, the earth filled with fear,
And I stuck at home with my cellphone drawn near.
A virus with seemingly little resistance
Had forced me and others to “socially distance.”
A moment of weakness as I sat alone
Caused me to question, “Is God still on the throne?”
For why would a God full of mercy and love
Let bad things occur and just watch from above?
When I was younger, I used to write a lot of poems. Sometimes it’s fun to just sit down and write as I reflect on life. So I did that last night for the first time in awhile…
Growing is a part of life.
It comes and goes in diff’rent ways,
It comes and goes at diff’rent rates.
You cannot skip the growing phase,
For when you do life dissipates.
Tonight at Master Club (the Wednesday night kids program at Heartland Baptist in Ames) one of the fifth-grade girls who I barely know came up to me and said, “A miracle happened this morning!”
I responded, “What?!”
She said, “My mom was released from prison!”
Me: “That’s so great! I’m glad to hear that!”
The other night I had a dream. It was a dream about my beloved country, the United States of America. It was a bittersweet dream…
It was bittersweet because it was also a dream about me…perhaps a nightmare of sorts. It was an uncomfortable dream that woke me up to reality while I slept comfortably. It was…well, the best way to describe it is just to recount it.
Man was originally flawless. God created man in His image, and both his body and soul were valuable testaments to the glory of God. But man has sinned, and now his body is worthless, a holding place for a human soul that God still considers valuable.
John 3:16 says,
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