March 13, 2020
There are bells in the night.
They toll for those who have left this place.
There is weeping from those who have been left behind
And a hush from others who sit and wait
Not knowing what the night will bring.
But nothing has come upon the world unexpected
And yet still men seek to make things right
By medicine and worldly precautions.
Christ waits to bring them back to Himself
But they have shut the doors
And He sits alone
While men frantically pace outside the doors.