by Ken Sehested
Enough! says the Insurgent of Heaven. I’ve had enough of your bank-bailing politicians and private-jetting executives! Enough of your trickle-down economies and your holiday-charity binges! Enough of your bloated-budget militaries and gated-community developers! Enough of your water-wasting, soil-squandering, air-fouling habits!
Hear, oh people of provident pasture: Judgment is coming. Heaven’s Reign and earth’s regimes are destined for collision.
You who feed on good pasture, why must you trample every meadow? You who drink pure water, why must you muddy the entire stream?
Hear, oh people of provident pasture: Judgment is coming. Heaven’s Reign and earth’s regimes are destined for collision.
You who are gathered secure, why must you shove others into dark distress? You safekept citizens, why must you shut your sanctuary border?
Hear, oh people of provident pasture: Judgment is coming. Heaven’s Reign and earth’s regimes are destined for collision.
The One who comes will find the lost, honor the least, heal the lame and restore all who languish in anguish.
Come again and feed the earth, oh Master of Rapture and Mistress of Delight! Restore your Realm devoid of fright. No fat; no lean; no shunned or unclean. Every throttled voice rejoice!
©Ken Sehested @ prayerandpolitiks.org.