Somewhere over the rainbow, way up high
There’s a land that I’ve heard of once in a lullaby.
Somewhere over the rainbow, skies are blue
And the dreams that you dare to dream,
Really do come true.
(Lyrics Somewhere over the Rainbow / The Wizard of Oz)
(the garden shops are getting ready…Julie Cook / 2017)
Somewhere out there the snows and ice are melting…
Somewhere out there the sun warms the face of children
Somewhere out there, there are smiles and laughter
Somewhere out there flowers are blooming, again…
I know this to be true.
It may not be here
and it may not be now
Not here in my world…
But I know it to be true.
I spend my day’s looking at the chest of a frail body…
a body with halting breath,
watching to see if the chest still rises and falls.
I see a body wasted.
I watch a face grimace and hear the cries of pain when that
frail body is moved or manipulated.
I see the wretched ulcer…the added insult to misery.
I am sad and sorrowful.
But I am not angry nor am I bitter.
I am however aggravated.
I am aggravated when reading the often taunting and hateful rhetoric
written by non believers about Believers.
The atheistic touts that there is no God.
Claiming that no loving God would allow the pain I am currently witnessing.
The pain is real.
The suffering is grievous.
But it is not caused by God.
There was a time when there was no pain, no suffering.
There was a time when there was no worry.
There was a time when bad things did not happen…
and good people did not suffer.
There was no violence.
There was no sickness
There was no evil….
Yet what I know, despite the suffering I am witnessing,
despite the frustration,
despite the seemingly unfairness of it all….
Those of us who are members of the family of Believers knows that there will be
a time again…
where good dreams really will come true…
as a restoration of Life will finally triumph over Death…
Then he showed me the river of the water of life, bright as crystal,
flowing from the throne of God and of the Lamb through the middle of the street of the city;
also, on either side of the river, the tree of life with its twelve kinds of fruit,
yielding its fruit each month; and the leaves of the tree were for the healing of the nations.
There shall no more be anything accursed, but the throne of God and of the Lamb shall be in it,
and his servants shall worship him; they shall see his face,
and his name shall be on their foreheads.
And night shall be no more; they need no light of lamp or sun,
for the Lord God will be their light, and they shall reign for ever and ever.