Oh God of Hurricanes

By John I. Blair

Oh God of hurricanes
Of earthquakes and tornados,
I know you have explained
Your purposes before,
But I forget so easily.

When plague strikes,
Crops fail, humans starve
By thousands, please
Remind me what
We’re learning now.

Our lives are full of pain,
Of sadness, torment;
How fortunate we are,
Blessed beyond compare,
To be told there is a reason.

©2004 John I. Blair