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The Storm – 21 May 2006

As I write this, it is four o’clock in the afternoon and it is raining and thundering. The day started out sunny and bright, but began to change, reminding me of this poem I wrote in the summer of 1954:

The Storm
By Mary T. Hoffman
(Written in the summer of 1954)

Darkness has fallen like a shroud,
The trees rustle restlessly;
Above the wind’s song strong and loud,
The thunder speaks ominously.

A stiff breeze marches across the land,
The trees continue their swishing and struggling,
The sky is lit by lightning’s hand,
But the thunder continues its warning.

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An oxymoron?
No! I see all the beauty of God's creation and I'm joyful.  At the same time, I see all the suffering and corruption going on in the world, and feel called to help expose and end it so that we may have true peace and compassion.

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