Peace, Love, and Snowballs

Wouldn't life be nice if all were peace, love, and snowballs? I love snowballs, especially with the shaved ice of New Orleans, enveloped in coconut syrup and condensed milk. I favor peace and love, too. On my last trip to New Orleans in May, this guy was sitting near the Mississippi levee. He did a rendition that wasn't so bad of Summertime, Where the Livin' is Easy. I threw a dollar in his music case. Because the living isn't easy in New Orleans.

Wouldn't it be nice if everyone had a truck like this? With yellow and red rims? Advertising the best food in the world? Come to think of it, wouldn't it be nice if everyone just had a truck. Most people I work with daily never had one turn behind the wheel of a car or truck, much less own one.

Yes, indeed. Peace, Love and Snowballs. But we know it's not. There's a spill in the Gulf that's the size of Central America. And the beaches and marinas where I grew up are closed for the summer. Grande Isle, Lousiana, where I spent days on end with family, boyfriends, and whomever wanted to take the hour drive. Cocodrie, where my family launched boats for the barrier islands for some of the greatest fishing in the world.

I snatched this photo off Facebook. It's for the fan page from my hometown. Last time I visited, there was solid ground in the city. I don't know now. It's appears fairly liquid now. Where's Dupont's Department Store? Fakier's Jewelry Store? Is this coastal erosion? Levees failed again? Whatever the cause, New Orleans and the surrounding areas just ain't right. Or course, neither is the rest of this planet, is it? However, I sneaked a peek at the end of the Book. There's a rider on a white horse. The rider is called Faithful and True and he will judge with justice. His eyes are blazing fire. And... well read it for yourself in Revelations 19, 20 and 21. Because Revelation 21 tells us that God will dwell with his people, and wipe away all the tears. And even death will be gone because the old order of things is passing away, even as I write these words. Sounds good, huh?

According to another verse in the Good Book, Peace and Love last for eternity. No matter what else is destroyed peace and love are keepers, And I imagine snowballs, too.

This post has been submitted to Communal Global, featuring posts honoring "Today." However this post is about yesterday, today and forever, Forgive me, folks over at Global. I was thinking about all kinds of times today.

For great photos of New Orleans, check out billieblog. Billie made an online photo book featuring a recent trip to New Orleans.