I have been studying the end of the book of Revelation.
I adore that book.
It’s symbolism is so rich.
Recently I read a chapter that I even hesitate to bring up.
It is in a collection of chapters that portray the evils of the world in the days leading up to the Second Coming.
The descriptions of dragons, leopards, bears, lions, whores, heads, crowns, and blood leave a unsettled feeling.
The image of a dragon with seven heads reminds me that the face of wickedness is everywhere.
Everywhere we turn we will see his nasty face.
Leopards and bears and lions remind me of the predatory nature of evil and evil people.
No concern for their prey.
The description of the mother of harlots drunk with the sins of mankind and the blood of the saints, parading on the back of a beast–the declaration of her wickedness engraved shamelessly on her forehead prompted an interesting response from John the Revelator.
The Greek for the word admiration is “astonishment.”
The image left John with wonder.
How could there be such wickedness in this world?
I believe I have felt part of what he felt.
Sometimes when I read the news, or hear a story from friends about some awful evil, I am left to wonder as well.
Too often I shake my head in a dual effort to release the memory and thought from my mind and in astonishment that such darkness could be in the world I live in.
I cringe as I admittedly¬†teeter¬†on the threshold of fear and anger.
Despair and even doubt wait eagerly for the door to my heart to just crack an inch.
And then a flicker of light.
A spark of hope.
One ounce of goodness seems to dispel the power of darkness in a snap.
This week–it was this:
How could I not take a picture of it?
A reminder of sweet innocence.
The part that is the sweetest about the whole thing (besides the fact that the coin column has the number of coins included instead of the total) is our Bishops recent call to help with the ward mission fund.
A call to sacrifice in order to assist the hastening work.
I thought of a little boy hearing and heeding the call.
I thought of how precious coins are to little boys and the tug on his heart as he placed it in an envelope.
I thought of a mother teaching and then a mother praising.
It left me thinking–There is so much good in this world.
All the influence and thoughts of the organized efforts of evil the whole world over was washed out of my mind with four pennies and one dime.
Soon the battle will be over and in an unseemingly¬†and unimaginable swift defeat the Lamb will prevail over the dragon.
Today I challenge you to look for and participate in small acts of goodness. ¬†They have power.