"Shipwreck" by Claude Joseph Vernet‘Odyssey of Theodicy’ and Other Poetry by Peter Venable The Society September 28, 2020 Beauty, Culture, Poetry 3 Comments Odyssey of Theodicy It is a strange fact, clearly biblical— In this case God’s will is most puzzling: At times, He moves mountains with miracles, But may not remove the cup of suffering. A daughter wrecks her car—climbs out unscathed; A son, stroke-struck, breathes out—and then is dead. Our hope in Him is that both shall be raised: “I am the resurrection and the life,” He said. Prayer Team On Wednesday nights, we read each soul’s request— Now many years. Their pleas enshroud the room. A blood smeared slide showed cancer in Jill’s breast. A drive-by shooting stole Alexis’ groom. Bill, in his easy chair, suffered a stroke. Dan broke a hip and is in ICU. Sue’s son is on the streets, speed balling coke. Jane’s bound in bed last week with type B flu. We read and pray through every person’s list And feel the weight of sorrow on our chests. It is a wonder how such souls persist— Amid their weary days and countless tests. __Many cascade down life’s relentless slopes. __We pray for God to lift their fragile hopes. Peter Venable has been writing poetry for 50 years. He has been published in Windhover, Third Wednesday, Time of Singing, The Merton Seasonal, American Vendantist, The Anglican Theological Review, and others. He is a member of the Winston Salem Writers. On the whimsical side, he has been published in Bluepepper, Parody, Laughing Dog, The Asses of Parnassus, Lighten Up Online (e. g. # 48) and The Society Of Classical Poets. NOTE: The Society considers this page, where your poetry resides, to be your residence as well, where you may invite family, friends, and others to visit. Feel free to treat this page as your home and remove anyone here who disrespects you. Simply send an email to firstname.lastname@example.org. Put “Remove Comment” in the subject line and list which comments you would like removed. The Society does not endorse any views expressed in individual poems or comments and reserves the right to remove any comments to maintain the decorum of this website and the integrity of the Society. Please see our Comments Policy here. Share this:Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window)Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window)Click to print (Opens in new window)Click to share on LinkedIn (Opens in new window)Click to share on WhatsApp (Opens in new window)Click to email this to a friend (Opens in new window)Click to share on Pinterest (Opens in new window) 3 Responses Leo Zoutewelle September 28, 2020 Beautiful and disturbing — God’s way. Reply Peter Hartley September 28, 2020 Peter – I concur whole-heartedly with what Leo says above, I like the three pairs of slant rhymes in the first and I’m very fond of the theme which I pursue constantly in my own contributions to this site, the apparent injustice of God and his mysterious ways. There is not much vindication here either barring the last two lines of each, but there is fervent hope to be found expressed in both. Reply C.B. Anderson September 30, 2020 Yes, those slant rhymes leave much to the imagination, and do much to enhance the mood you intend. God’s ways are certainly a mystery, but how could it be otherwise? A simple-minded deity could never have created such a multi-faceted universe. If you don’t like it, then go somewhere else. The problem is that there is nowhere else to go — He’s the only God/Creator we’ve got. Reply Leave a Reply Cancel ReplyYour email address will not be published.CommentName* Email* Website Notify me of follow-up comments by email. Notify me of new posts by email. This site uses Akismet to reduce spam. Learn how your comment data is processed.