A monarch butterfly visiting our zinnias
Worst. blog. ever.
I'm about to destroy this latest iteration
use the Iceland photos
create a separate photo book.
Maybe turn this into a family photo album.
I struggle - we struggle - each day
to write to help to do what must be done
even to smile sometimes
to dwell together peacefully
to live through what feels like end-times.
I am relieved not to be a pastor
who must preach hope.
Behold God's monarch butterfly
colorful zinnias.
Monarchs are fairly rare these days
of destroyed environment
plastic and poison
boiling summers and violent storms.
These are days of
persecuted immigrants
frightened mothers and children
masked thugs
gun violence
unconscionable cuts to science
never-ending wars
demented corrupt old man
with so many followers
why O God?
Butterflies are symbols of hope
of renewal beauty fragility
God's reckless extravagant love.
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