I thought I’d include this poem to demonstrate how my mind wanders.
1.) A sea-ice post led to a discussion of drifting continents.
2.) God moving continents about is like a husband moving about the furniture.
3.) We, as the “bridesmaids” God created, likely nagged Him into doing it.
4.) Time for a poem.
For just a moment, every spring,
I see how perfect Eden must have been.
For just a dawn, before bugs come out to sting,
I glimpse how life will be, when freed of sin.
Spring’s an echo of God saying, “It is good.”
We should have accepted the compliment.
Instead it seems we told God that He should
Move the furniture, shift each continent,
End drought but end rain.
What had God created?
A nagging wife? Did our Maker then groan
“This isn’t good!” No, for He clearly stated
The not-good he’d made was, “To be alone.”
The opposite of “alone” is “in love”
And, because God is love, isolation
Is the enemy. Creation dreams of
A great family’s celebration
And, though family may bicker and fight
And be His headache, we’re still His delight.
(Photo Credit: Marlowe Gautreau)