Death Day Lament
Why did you, Lord? Why did you answer my prayer and then take her away?!
Why did you see to it that my arms were empty?
Why did my sweet new love have to be painfully pulled to my heart’s limit, one end pinned in place far away so I get no relief from the wrench?
Why does time not help?
Where did she go? Five years and I’m still looking for her.
You took her, and she left an empty womb, an empty room, an empty year, an empty 5 years.
Anxious parents searching for their missing child. Endlessly counting heads, 2 not 3.
How could we let this happen? We can’t let it happen to the others.
We aren’t crazy; we are desperate – she is gone.
How could this happen? I trusted you to keep us safe! I trusted you to bless us!
This feels unsafe and unblessed. I guess I didn’t read the fine print “blessed are those who mourn”.
I am blessed on the mount. I’m the Jesus kind of blessed.
That is what I asked for, but it’s more than I bargained for. This isn’t what I thought.
Oh the weight and glory of the kingdom of heaven! – oh the weight and glory of my small sliver of it!
She’s it. She’s the golden and silver and diamond thread in my life’s tapestry. Brilliant and stunning! Only could be woven by sorrow. Only could be woven by your hand, Lord.
A beauty that could only come from You… and ashes.
Be-Still-and-Know 