Everything in its Place

He replied, “I saw Satan fall like lightning from heaven. I have given you authority to trample on snakes and scorpions and to overcome all the power of the enemy; nothing will harm you. However do not rejoice that the spirits submit to you, but rejoice that your names are written in heaven.”   Luke 10:18-20

everything in its time,

everything in its place,

everything changes,

everything remains the same;

the wind blows where it will;

who knows the approaching shadows?

who understands the raging depths?

who can see this terrible darkness?

the growing tempest looms

on the far off horizon;

it has begun,

it is finished;

“Nothing will harm you”

everything is temporary,

everything fades,

this never ending dream,

rises like some ancient

early morning mist,

building from ashes

long since past,

as the day comes for those

who hold on to tomorrow;

while the night waits for the rest;

here we shall fall,

here we shall stand;

if I only could,

you know I certainly would;

for everything there is a cost,

for everything there is a loss;

you were mine,

and I was yours.

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