Poison ivy didn’t grow in the bowers of Eden;
Or, if it did, it wasn’t poisonous there.
And the wolf didn’t live in the glens of the Garden;
Or, if so, he was gracious to share.
And we can look back in anger at Adam’s great sin,
And we can wish to have lived in his place.
But there cometh a day much like Eden and better,
For all the redeemed,
ALL the redeemed of our entire race.
– eab, 6/86
Written while pastoring in Loogootee, IN
