The last few weeks I have been watching the news, the politics, the stock market, and the financial mess oozing out of the corporate offices and into people’s lives. To some, I am sure, it feels like the world is cascading into darkness. And it is tempting to look at what is going on and give up an optimistic outlook. So though I am realistic and know there are tough times ahead, that is not all I see. This is a moment in time, a speck of sand on a vast seashore. There is far more to this world than the newspaper headlines, far more than what we can see. So to the gloom and doom, this is my response:
My Father’s World
The trees may sway,
The ground may shake
But this is still
My Father’s world.
Pain may come
And health may go,
Nevertheless, this is still
My Father’s world.
Stocks may crash
And wars may rage,
Yet this is still
My Father’s world.
I see this
Land around me,
How darkness
Seemingly has control.
I look at Him,
Find hope within,
For this is still
My Father’s world.