Psalm 98: 7-9
Let the sea roar, and all that fills it; the world and those who live in it.
Let the floods clap their hands; let the hills sing together for joy
at the presence of the Lord, for he is coming to judge the earth. He will judge the world with righteousness, and the peoples with equity.
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A person I know reminded me of a Buffalo Springfield lyric the other day. So I will stop in this ELOGOS to bring you the words, sing along if you like.
There's something happening here - But what it is ain't exactly clear
There's a man with a gun over there - Telling me I got to beware
I think it's time we stop Children, what's that sound?
Everybody look - what's going down?
There's battle lines being drawn - Nobody's right if everybody's wrong
Young people speaking' their minds -Getting so much resistance from behind
What a field day for the heat A thousand people in the street
Singing songs and carrying signs - Mostly saying, "hooray for our side"
Paranoia strikes deep -Into your life it will creep
It starts when you're always afraid -Step out of line, the men come and take you away
We better stop -Hey, what's that sound? Everybody look - what's going down?
In all the confusion, the violence, the rage, the distrust, and the fear, we listen for the sound of God's coming. I hope we can stop what we are doing to hear it.
Deb Grant, resilient child of God, creative tinker of paper, ink, wood, shiny things, paint and words. The human amusement of a parrot and a dog.
Writer, poet, artist, human, citizen, learner, scruffy, goof.
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