By Stephen W. Hiemstra
I mourn over your creation
that displays your glory,
but here on earth often seems
like flowers out of focus.
Why is the water unfit for drinking and the air neither fresh nor clear?
Do song birds still sing or have obese house kitties carried them away?
I miss the pleasure of gardening and hearing kids playing in the yard.
Yet, you are the God
that brings the sunshine and the rain that waters the land.
The dragonflies know your name and
even the stars and moon display your light.
in your gentle wisdom,
restore balance to the heavens and earth
before our provision
becomes the stuff of myths and legends
long forgotten in a distance past.
In Jesus precious name, Amen.
Lament over Creation
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