The Sainted know. In God's hand, some of you shall rest. Unchanging. He changes not. Flowers shall wilt, God does not.
Judgment; God is a consuming fire, wait and see.
I don't ask for justice or peace, money and material obstacles, even the clouds in Heaven, I want nothing but one thing. It's grace in a wilderness of pain and loss.
I ask for mercy. God's immense mercy. Forgiveness, whatever God wills, shall happen, even forgiveness and not because we deserve that. We do not deserve it. We don't.