“The wolf will live with the lamb,
the leopard will lie down with the goat.
The calf and the lion and the yearling together;
And a little child shall lead them.”
Isaiah 11:6, NIV
And the lion will lie down with the lamb,
a monster in peace with her prey,
once a meal, strength for a day
and hope for her cubs.
But now a friend beside her.
How long can this magnificent beast live on grass alone?
How thin will her milk be?
How long will her cubs mewl before peace goes away?
Does the big cat purr,
willing the lamb to lean closer?
Do her purrs whisper,
“Drift into slumber, my friend.”
Lamb must be trusting to accept this truce.
no claws, no fangs;
no speed, no grip to climb.
Not one defense.
This peace is thin and one-sided.
Does she know, the lamb,
that this peace is a mist, a vapor that could evaporate
in one quick
Even God is not a vegetarian.
Abel’s sacrifice pleased the Lord,
a lamb who knew only love from the shepherd
until the time was right.