Waiting for Resurrection…

 

 

I’m in the Walmart buying lightbulbs

when the heaven’s break loose

and pour down rain so fierce

it rumbles and makes a deafening roar against the roof

and all the shoppers stop and look at each other

and when we look in each other’s eyes

I know we are all thinking the same thing

that this earth we stand on can just rock, and reel, and split clean open

and there’s not a thing we can do to stop it

and aren’t we all just insignificant specks

and isn’t this body of flesh so weak, so vulnerable

All day long the storm rages and the skies pour and boom and flash

and it seems like the creation around me really is groaning, is mourning

and that all creation is in the time of Lent

waiting for the Resurrection

when He makes all things new

 

 

Still following,

Elizabeth