Come close:
for rage has dawned instead of the sun
and blood has flowed in the riverbeds.
Come close:
for fear grows faster than a weed
and loneliness swarms like locust.
Come close:
if death is coming (or if God comes first)
let it find us together. With love together.
on Zephaniah 2:1-2
Thank you Rachel for these poingiant words. As always, you seem to express a spirit of reality with hope. Peace, Sue
Thanks, Sue. Peace to you too and (Lord knows) peace to us all!