Visitation

A poem - not by me - that I found in The Spectator many years ago.  (None of my poems have ever made The Speccie. I only wish they had.)

Visitation
by Robert Roberts

We walked out in high wind today
Through Harpford Woods, March daffodils
All knocked about and trees asway
Like masts at sea and stormswept hills

Like ocean rollers all around
And underfoot the March-dry mud
All iron ruts and underground
Or overhead a jealous god

Out of an old old covenant
The awe and anger now no more
Troublesome than a gale's half-spent
An out of date bad-tempered roar

Outside our house we found a man -
Black briefcase, grey suit, well brushed hair
He smiled. He was none other than
Jehovah's Witness waiting there.


Just at the moment, because of the Coronavirus crisis, we can no longer visit you.  Please please visit us.  Here is a link to our excellent website:  https://www.jw.org/en/

The Bible's message is as true today as it always was, and is as urgent as it has ever been.

And is Jehovah a "jealous God"?  Well, the Inspired Scriptures tell us that he is a God who insists on exclusive devotion.  You cannot worship Jehovah if you worship other gods.   But isn't that insistence for our safety?   He alone is the Creator,, and he alone can restore us to the life and perfection our first parents so tragically threw away.

And Jehovah is love. There is no-one who loves us as he, our Creator does; there is no-one else who knows each one of us as he does. Jehovah knows us better than we know ourselves.  And again, there is no-one else who is able to save us from the imperfection and death our first parents' disobedience brought upon us.

And Jehovah alone can "bring to ruin those ruining the earth", as he promises in his word.  Only he has the power and the wisdom that is needed.

And how timely is that promise!?