All Is Well

A. Unabashed Pacifist:
Until the real thing comes along, I welcome even the smallest signs of peace.

B. Unabashed Christian:
Holy One,
If the sun falls into a black hole, all is well.
If a natural disaster or accident takes my family, all is well.
If global warming brings terrible destruction to human societies, all is well.
If I die today apart from my loved ones, all is well.
I have no complaints. The chance to share in your creation, be within the life experiment, is well worth any cost in sorrow or suffering.
I can only say "Thank you." Life is good. Yeah! I can never adequately express my joy for participating in it.
Amen

C. Unquoting Jesus:
"Don't make me come down there again!"
[Thanks, Gary. Good one that he never said - probably.]

D. Blog/Poem:
Cool Summer Morning

You arrive concealed on the routine June visitor,
the key to my cell
carried past the brutal guards -
named hazy, hot and humid -
and the warden of summers.

Like contraband smuggled
through the scanning eye
of a scorching sun,
you bring relief
from oppressive measures.

You bring the unexpected inheritance
from that remote relative
who lived secreted in northern Maine,
so cool, crisp and clear--
a cause for celebration.

Now I recognize you
through the disguises,
beneath the make-up, subtle
tricks and playful surprises.
Hello, Grace.