Claws Through the Heart

There is a vengeance upon us. It is not unprovoked. It is not without cause. Those who are surprised by it are inflicted with a deep slumber that seems unshakable. The devil, the reaper, and the demons all dance, for we have thrown them a party, and now they tango all over our souls. I ask you this, how many Midwesterners now look forward to the promise of Spring? It is the same question with Southerners. Not many with what Spring has been bringing lately, that's for sure. We are a nation composed mainly of people who confess with our lips, a great faith in a Higher Being. If you have faith the size of a mustard seed then a least you know God is in all things. If you understand this, then it is not wrong to wonder why our Father would use clouds like combine tillers upon our heads? It is not because Midwesterners deserve God's wrath. It is not because Southerners deserve God's wrath. It is because if you pull the picture back, it is as if terrible claws are ripping through the heart of this nation. It is not what God is doing to us, it is what we are doing to us. God is just showing us with power beyond our control. We have allowed illegal wars to be waged in our name. We have given to our rich more and more. Our poor are what they have always been, poor. We bury our warrior dead in trash piles, and then forget about them. To us, a person's health has always been a financial issue and not a human issue. We are wrong, and so what we do will rip at our chest until one day the claws shall reach our heart. It will not be twisters that reach it, it will be our actions that rip the beating heart from our own nation's chest. There is still hope though. There is always hope. It is the same hope that is hoped by those poor souls who survive the unstoppable power of one those twisters. For like them we as a nation need to look to the sky with a new perspective. Like them, we need to understand that we are powerless here, and that the best we can do is help each other. So far we are pretty bad at that as a nation, and there are a lot of Americans who would love to make that condition worse. As long as it is all about the money with us, these twisters will not have taught us what they were meant to teach, and that makes the death and destruction they bring so much more heartbreaking. May God have the perfect mercy that we should change our ways. Whatever the case, may the Angels and Saints have been overly gentle with those souls who have moved on in the terrible winds. May our Father have gathered them to His Bosom that they should never taste death again.