A New Year’s Poem

Last year was pretty crazy, but now it’s somewhat ‘done’. 

What will this year bring? Will it be hectic, chill or fun?

Already it feels different – take Summer, let’s compare:

Instead of fire, rain. Instead of smoke, fresh air. 

During the lockdowns, global individualism learnt the need for local community. 

And while the plague continues, so does God, as He works in the hearts of humanity. 

I have seen Him work much wonder, through the cloud of suffering. 

So much good to thank Him for – such that only He can bring.

So let’s rejoice in Him through the hard times, thank Him through the good, 

Our Lord is with us – and coming soon, as he said he would.