Chaos In The East.

Chaos, it is everywhere, our own personal demons that we struggle with each day of our lives. Now the crisis in Egypt is on our mind, and it should've.
Will the emerging changes taken place from Mubarak oppressive autocratic reign, can it bring about true democracy? We hope it does.

For those of us who are held captive by prophecy events, and those who are not, the situations is very telling. How will it fully unfold in the end is any body crystal ball.

In their emerging to freedom how about our Christain brother and Sister in the process, Israel on the hand is wondering, O! God we hope it workout well. Workout well is all our disire but we will have to wait each day to see. Talk about chaotic circumstances, this is it.

I think I heard Jesus saying to his disciples with regarded to a situation and mine you the comparison is light years apart. However this is what he said " Let not your heart be trouble ".

Could I say it here in the affirmative? Troubling is it not, yes but this is the end times. On in the end times all kind of chaotic changing situations, not withstanding the past ,will occurs more and more for the fulfillment of prophesies.

I only need pray for the Egyptian massive. I only need pray for the people of the regions. I only need pray for our world.

I am trembling thought the night, fearing the day but hope dreams. On its light is pulling me on. Hope path is at least on illuminating nightmare but the challenges of the unknown always warrant a miracle, a miracle of hope so I fear not.

I'll close with this poem by your truly. WHAT TO FEAR.
                                               
                                       I do not know what to fear any more, everything on
                                       this planet is a threat. I read it day by day, sleep on
                                       it by night like a penitent fool. The environmentalist
                                       gurus, conservative genius, the moderate character.
                                       Two legged, four, five and ten, they are like praetorium
                                       gurad standing with watchful eyes bewilder by the
                                       ambiguity of thier tribal list.

                                       What to fear if only I knew, the fanatic or myself.
                                       Countries of the South Pacific, madmen of the Sahara,
                                       Horn of Africa or  the West indicative of the bless with
                                       everything ending up in hell.

                                       What to fear, allow me to catch my breath, watch my steps
                                       before I fall into pathetic mess, lost my mind. In addition, the
                                       will to be good citizen living in a cosmic bubble.

                                       What to fear I will watch the spoken word, then mark the 
                                        steps taken,and escape the apocalyptic nightmare.