John the Revelator
in 20 and one,
told of earth’s passing
when the new has begun.
Earth in its suffering
shall pass away,
perfection restored
when God comes that day.
We’re promised no pain
all mourning shall cease,
death itself dies
and not just disease.
Our crying will halt
as God wipes our tears,
yet one thought lingers
or perhaps it’s a fear.
When God wipes away
the tears from my face,
are they just tears of pain
or will all be erased?
For I treasure those tears
that flow from joy’s well,
at the goodness of God
these warm droplets swell.
Jesus, my longing
is to happily weep,
as you say “Welcome home.
Come and rest, little sheep.”
Jason Kanz 