Chapter 25
Monday, April 16, 2007
  Products of the Fall
Saturday night at midnight
before it started to rain
there were birds singing in the trees
in the darkness.

they knew what was coming.

Monday morning and the wind &rain has paused
The birds are once again making noise
But their songs are now calls out
to check on those that made it through
and those that didn't.

So...mankind--what is it we do again?
We have created weather radar
We have created long distance communication
We have taken all the necessary precautions
just to survive.

We have purchased living spaces
We take on second jobs
We scrimp and save and sometimes blow it all
just to survive.

That can't be right.
This can't be what God intended.
 
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