the ends of the spectrum

It was the best of times
it was the worst of times.

It was the age of hope
it was the age of despair.

It was the age of beginning
it was the age of finality.

It was the age of peace
it was the age of grief.

It was the age of joy
it was the age of sorrow.

It was the age of beauty
it was the age of pain.

It was the age of abundance
it was the age of isolation.

It was the age of fullness
it was the age of loneliness.

It was the age of abandon
it was the age of restraint.

It was the age of hope and salvation
it still is.

God is the same now as He was in Genesis, in the desert, on the cross, in the prophecies, with the martyrs.

God offers new beginnings, hope, peace, joy, beauty, abundance, fullness, salvation.  In Him there is rest.  Lay claim to Him.  He is all we have, all we need; I believe that with all my heart.