When the bible finishes its story, we are left with an image. It’s a gathering of people, a family reunion. Every nation, language and tribe. We’ve all got on long white robes, and palm branches in our hands. And we’re singing, all of us. Singing, “thanksgiving, power and might be to God forever!” In that place there’s no hunger, no homelessness, no wealth and no war. No more tears! No divisions. Just with God. In God. Raindrops returned to the ocean. Reconciled, Repaired. Rejoicing. But for now, we have the grace of knowing that we can speed up this day with our words and with our deeds....