Florence
The Name Means Flourishing Prosperity (Perhaps It’s An Offer From God…) by Norm Olson
Fires in the west and storms in the east While the middle slowly cooks in record breaking heat. Cyber bandits prowl the internet and the grids are overloaded The Catholic Church is injured unto death, the government has imploded. Everything is upside-down and institutes that we once trusted Have with their symbols been torn down, abandoned, ruined and rusted. All the things we’ve trusted in seem to be drifting away And the generation now taking the stage can see what’s coming their way Maybe in the end we’ll finally turn and possibly realize That the things we lived and witnessed, are happening again before our eyes That the solution has always been offered: The answer is right before their eyes! But what will be… . . if they do not see, What God is revealing in the skies. The great storm Florence comes unchained, though surely God could make her die, Unless it’s path has our address and God’s waiting for our reply… And it may be so,… but there’s a thought I dare to mention That it could be so: IF WE DARE TO KNOW… Maybe God’s trying to get our attention.
