The world is filled with chaos, reality has been torn up at the seems. There is an aching for change, but the old paradigm will not easily pass away. Through blood and tears the world is shedding it's old skin. A new birth is coming, what it will be no one is sure. All that we know is that castles are falling and new ideas are emerging, but unfortunately some mimic the old. We must not give in to complacency, but we must move forward with change. How ever painful it might be, we  must let what will come be. Until new ideas are tested, we shall never know what works and what will not. Perhaps only in revolution will we emerge the better, only time can provide the answers that we seek.

I had a dream the other night, I was in an ancient land. The world was dead silent, as people stood around. They looked up at a hill top where 2 crosses stood. I ask a stranger, sir was does this mean. He told me the Romans has killed two thieves. Then I was taken to another place, a quiet garden outside a city. There I heard people arguing, I went in among them to see what I could do. Then as they quarreled and fought, I asked what's wrong with you? One man pulled me aside and said that he was gone. I did not know what it meant, then I was carried on. Quickly night became day, and I stood on a hill over City. I saw a man looking down weeping and I said sir is there anything I can do. He simply looked at me with sorrowful eyes and said they're not worth it. I stood in awe for a moment, then I saw a bright and blinding light. Then I heard the man's voice say I am sorry and I watch him fly away. Into the heavens he went, then I felt a cold chill. An then I heard someone laughing, but no one could I see. Then a cold calus voice said, now you belong to me. Filled with terror I woke in a cold sweat, I the got down on my knees. I cried out to God. Please don't let this be. A quiet voice replied, please be still my son. You have nothing to fear for the fathers will was done. I tried to calm myself, but I still felt like I was there. Stuck in a place on that hill so long ago. Overlooking a city where Satan won, when Jesus said no.

We may not have wings, but we can still have mercy. We may not wear shimmering robes, but we can still be a witness. We may not wield a blazing sword, but we can still give justice. Many are called but few are chosen. The way is not easy but the reward is beyond imagining. What is done is not done for personal gain, but because is right. Often we are persecuted, but we still endure. Can we be angels, the answer is yes, if we choose to be.

The House was a flutter with lawyers galore. Files were stacked from ceiling to floor. The media waited breathlessly for the gavel to fall, impeach them one impeach them all. Phone calls had been made and text messages had been sent. This is it this is the event. As Pelosi took the stage, all of their hopes and dreams would come true. Just waiting on the vote that all they could do. As the roll was called, one by one they said yea. The democrats had 218, they won the day. With all of the House Republicans in unified dissent. It was over, an on Impeachment went. From the floor of the house in a blink of an eye, on the Senate they thought we have this guy. While in the White House with not even a frown , President Trump was making a deal with the Chinese. When someone came in and said it was just on CNN, they passed the impeachment, this is the end. The President just looked with a coy smile, he said I think I will be golfing for a while. As the papers were cleared out of the House, the building became as quiet as a mouse. On to the Senate all in disarray, let us end the President let us do it today. Then what appeared to the Democrats dismay, but Mitch McConnell to get in their way. With his neatly placed glasses centered on his round face. he took all of the joy out of the place. Like a Grinch that stole Christmas, he said with a twitch, you will not impeach him, I am not giving an inch. So with stacks of papers and boxes of legal briefs, the impeachment charade came to an end. Another failed attempt and the Democrats had lost again.

When friends have forsaken us and loved ones have passed away. When age has crept up on us and we come to the close of the day. In still silence we will see our truest selves and wonder what we could have done. Then in that moment , we find reassurance from the only one that matters. When all things are gone and God is all that is left, that will be enough.

We are going through growing pains, the world around us is changing. We are going in many directions . The old way of doing things is fading and new ideas are emerging. The problem is that it is happening all at once. Chaos seems to be the order of the day, but there is nothing new under the sun. The mountains and oceans have seen empires rise and fall, yet we worry about a few seconds that go by so quickly that we do not see them. In the end, something new will be born. What it will look like is hard to say. The only thing of which we can be sure, is that in some way we will survive. As with all changes, we will simply have to wait and see what will happen to us.

We are children, playing at adulthood. Our measure of time is minimal. Like Ants or Grasshoppers we move around. One changes the environment the other exist and dies away. Nature measures time in Eons while we palpitate when we loose a few seconds that we deem to be precious. We think we matter, we think we can undo what it took Millennia to accomplish. Nature works slowly but deliberately. Sometimes it takes leaps forward in one instance and in others it creeps along age after geological age. As the Ant who's colony can be wiped out by a strong rain, or the Grasshopper who is ended by a frost, we are here but a moment and are fleeting. We play at the religion of the moment, then we die away. Ideologies change and points of view differ. In one century we reach for the stars, then in the next, we are using stone tools because creation changes it's mind. How much do we really affect a natural balance that shifts like the sands of a desert? Does climate change, the answer is yes. With political opinions, or mass cataclysms climate changes, but do we really have anything to do with it at all?