convergence

as japan
rocks and reels
in the aftershocks

and their nuclear plants
rumble

i awaken
to fresh fallen
snow

as surreal in beauty
as that tiny island
in devastation

and where is God
in this paradox?

dead
evil
uninterested
unable?

a question
easily asked

but perhaps in our confusion

we fail to see Him
clearly

standing
in the gap


*I will be back to the "Kansas from a Car" series tomorrow. Awakening this morning to this dreamlike world of white after going to bed having watched such sad news caused me pause. How in our finite minds, do we reconcile such suffering and such beauty? For myself, i find them amazingly converged in the person of Christ...(the beautiful man of sorrows).
Be well this day. I hope you see much beauty in our broken world.