As we are now at the end of days, massive events are shaping place,  too big even for a small cat, yet  the small and weak things of this world will be remembered for eternity by Kind and Gentle Jesus ,

 

Dearest God, the Ancient of Days, The mightiest Spirit who is Yahweh and Jesus our Lord,
The days are finally dawned; we are seeing a new beginning coming,
The weak and poor and small things of this world, created by You,
Small furry animals, to flowers to babies to people, living their lives by,
All created by Your Gentle Hands

Coming are the days of Happiness, Coming are the days of Peace
Coming to comfort, and wipe tears away is the Prince of Peace,
A time of thousand years, a time of joy,
A time of festivals, and lights and lamps lit wide,
Coming are the days of belonging, coming are the days of Hope

When, all things will be green again, and there will be flowers in the fields,
A Quiet warm afternoon, under the shady tree,
Little mews of kittens, and chirrups of birds,
The weak and pained souls shall rest with the Lord,

Families will be reunited, tears wiped away,
Broken homes will be no more,
Every home will be a temple dedicated to God,
He will dwell in each home, with each family
Jesus eyes will shine, with a crown on his Head
With a staff on His Right Hand, There won’t be any need to be Afraid

Wicked men and women wont hurt no one, no more,
No child will go hungry; no man will be despair,
Coming are those days of God, coming are those days of Peace
No more selfish interests of certain countries,
No more Dictators that kill,
No more Gangs or Courts. 

Each one with his house holds, in a beautiful mansion living with His Lord,
Each one having his own mansion and vineyard,
There is peace and quiet.
No more complex thinking,
Simple love and joy in every house
Taking joy in small things.

In the end of days, as the storms are blowing strong
There are dark clouds, with painful roaring of an angry crowd,
Small cat shivers, yet closes eyes tight
Making this prayer to the Lord,
Better days are coming,
Better days are coming,
 

For, the countless North Korean babies and children who have died. And many like them across the earth.

 
TrashBin Cat