October 9, 2021
I live in downtown Truro, and every night, sirens echo and frenetic lights blaze through the dark. Every day, they scream for us to stop where we are and look. It wearies me when I think emergencies happen round the clock for someone's daughter, someone's son, and I'm a helpless bystander. And that is not counting the endless emergencies in our lives, our families', and our friends' that have no siren calling aid from every corner from professionals. I ache for the time when there will be no more sadness, no more crying, no more death...no more sirens. Help is on the way, just call, and let God in.
I heard a loud shout from the throne, saying, 'Look, God’s home is now among his people! He will live with them, and they will be his people. God himself will be with them. He will wipe every tear from their eyes, and there will be no more death or sorrow or crying or pain. All these things are gone forever.' Rev. 21:3-4