February 28, 2020 faith testimony / poetry / religion 0 Comment

I don’t have my own poem to share here today.  I found solace in a famous poem composed by John Donne, published posthumously in 1633, Death Be Not Proud, and I’d like to share it with you below.

Just when I think there is more stress in the world than I can handle, I hear even more terrible news.  In August 2018, my world was shaken with the Pennsylvania Grand Jury report of evil and pervasive sexual abuse and coverup in the Catholic Church, just as I am navigating my way through Reconciliation with the faith of my youth.

At the same time, I became more aware of the truth of the evil nature of abortion and the courageous efforts of those in the Pro-Life movement through the movies, Unplanned and Gosnell.  I learned the fact that, according to the CDC, since 1970, 46,413,319 unborn babies have been killed by abortionists (and that’s just ones reported!). Yes, the fetus is a baby, and yes, a fetus is a human life at conception!

In 2019, the Democratic party continued their assault on our Pro-Life President with an impeachment trial based on partisan hatred, and in 2020, it looks like the “Democratic” nominee for President of the United States of America, home of the FREE and the brave, will be an atheist — and an avowed Socialist/Communist.

And most recently, the world is plagued with a deadly coronavirus that started in Communist China!

Will someone please connect the dots here?

Because we have free will, the human race is free to ignore God’s law.  We can turn good and evil upside down. We can become hedonistic and wallow in the forbidden and perverted excess pleasures of this world, ignoring all the warnings in the Bible, ignoring the words of Jesus Christ, our Savior in the Gospels.  We can ignore the fact that this life is short and fleeting.  We can even try to ignore our fate after this life, in eternity.

But, we won’t get away with it.

We won’t get away with our sexual deviances.

We won’t get away with murdering the unborn.

We won’t get away with mass murder and dictatorship.

We won’t get away with our intolerance and greed.

We won’t get away with lying to advance our personal and political agenda.

We won’t get away with abusing children and vulnerable adults.

We won’t get away with our arrogance and self-absorption.

We will suffer consequences in this life, and in the next! And we are clearly suffering the consequences now.

But, what’s the worst that can happen?  For most of us, we’ll admit that the most terrifying thing to face, for both atheists and theists, is DEATH. Atheists fear death because it is the end of their revelry, the end of hope. Unfaithful theists fear death too, maybe because they fear God’s justice.

The “faithful” followers of Jesus Christ, although they too are sinners, fear not, because they trust in God’s mercy.

So I say, no matter what happens, trust in God and fear not.

Like John Donne, in his famous Sonnet, Death Be Not Proud, quoted here below, death brings “Rest of their bones, and soul’s delivery.”

Source: https://www.poetryfoundation.org/poems/44107/holy-sonnets-death-be-not-proud

Holy Sonnets: Death, be not proud

Death, be not proud, though some have called thee
Mighty and dreadful, for thou art not so;
For those whom thou think’st thou dost overthrow
Die not, poor Death, nor yet canst thou kill me.
From rest and sleep, which but thy pictures be,
Much pleasure; then from thee much more must flow,
And soonest our best men with thee do go,
Rest of their bones, and soul’s delivery.
Thou art slave to fate, chance, kings, and desperate men,
And dost with poison, war, and sickness dwell,
And poppy or charms can make us sleep as well
And better than thy stroke; why swell’st thou then?
One short sleep past, we wake eternally
And death shall be no more; Death, thou shalt die.