The day began with peace—real peace, the kind people once prayed for. Eliab lifted warm bread from the oven while Miriam prepared fruit gathered from vines that never failed to produce. Their children, Noah and Abigail, played freely nearby, laughing without fear. Resting close to them was Shalem, a powerful lion whose calm presence no longer caused alarm. Here, strength served peace.
This was life under God’s Kingdom. Long ago, people had prayed for God’s will to be done on earth, and now they could see the answer all around them. Human governments had passed away, replaced by a righteous rule that brought unity, justice, and security to the whole earth. No one competed for land or power. The meek had inherited the earth, just as promised, and they delighted in abundant peace.
Nearby, Jonah and Ruth harvested grapes while Caleb washed fruit by the flowing water. The waterfall never flooded, never ran dry. Animals moved gently among the people—giraffes in the distance, birds among the flowers—each living according to its design. Nothing harmed or destroyed. The wicked were gone, but goodness filled every place they once occupied.
As the sun lowered, the group reflected on how different life had become. Pain, sickness, and death were no longer part of human experience. Tears belonged only to memory. God was truly with mankind now, not distant, not hidden. Every new day confirmed it: Paradise had been restored, and it would never be lost again.
