The kingdom of forever
won’t have predator or prey.
Peaceful the mountain dwelling
that last restorative day.
Mosquitos will not torment,
nor the dreaded Tsetse fly;
termite mounds in Africa
untrampled by rhinoceri.
La llama will lie with el hippo;
vicuña y puma en masse
dance with owl and cow and sow
on a sea as tranquil as glass;
all the redeemed will party
in a jubilant display.
Nothing will be impossible
that last restorative day.
Liz McFadzean
This has been a year of anger and animosity….everyone choosing sides, assigning blame. As I start to put the pandemic in the rearview mirror (no, I know it’s not gone, but fully vaccinated I’m beginning to move about more freely), I try to remember the vision of Isaiah 11:6. There will be a day when all of heaven and earth, foes and friends will find unity as they are led into eternity by “the little child”.