Blood Moon: The End of the World

by A. Sea Herndon

Blood Moon: The End of the World


Something sprang from nothing

And God said it was good

Fourteen billion years later

Father Maître would propose a how

(though Edwin Hubble gets the credit)

but that Big Bang was nothing

compared to the day it ended:

It was the best of times

a warming trend

a Holocene within an Ice Age

Mankind had flourished

The Reason & Philosophy of Athens

The Might & Economy of Rome

The Law & Righteousness of Jerusalem

had all converged

Man was civilized

he had done the best he could do

but it was not good enough

it was not Love

it was not Faith, Hope, or Charity

and so refusing to turn His back on the world

God turned His back on Himself

Eloi, Eloi, lama sabachthani?

My God, my God, why hast thou forsaken me?

And we killed Him

And there was no reply

And the sun was darkened

And the moon was blood

that Good Friday:

The Day The World Ended

And we planted Him

like a seed in a tomb

from which would grow

A New Heaven and a New Earth

And His Kingdom shall have no end

“Let us believe the Gospel when it tells us that the kingdom of God is already present in this world and is growing, here and there, and in different ways: like the small seed which grows into a great tree (cf. Mt 13:31-32), like the measure of leaven that makes the dough rise (cf. Mt 13:33) and like the good seed that grows amid the weeds (cf. Mt 13:24-30) and can always pleasantly surprise us.  The kingdom is here, it returns, it struggles to flourish anew.  Christ’s resurrection everywhere calls forth seeds of that new world; even if they are cut back, they grow again, for the resurrection is already secretly woven into the fabric of this history, for Jesus did not die in vain.  May we never remain on the sidelines of this march of living hope!”

-Pope Francis, The Joy of the Gospel (Evangelii Gaudium)


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Yolk from Easter Egg.