Monday, March 10, 2014

12 yEARS A mOM (wITH cANCER)

Photo by Lee Lindsey McKinney

It wasn't ever supposed
to happen like this.
Not for anyone.
And yet here we are, eye witnesses,
ear witnesses, heart witnesses.

Time seems so cruel,
first for its seeming speed,
now for its snail's pace.

And then there's God.

They say the first half of life
is for container-building,
the second half for filling.

Seems like that's all screwed-up here:
all filled-up and no time to share,
all used up and no time to spare.

So now, we hold it all
with sieve-like hands,
watching it pour out,
helpless to do anything
but hope and pray
our way toward you, O God;

helpless without your grace;
becoming more and more aware
that it's not so much
our holding on that matters,
as our being held.


© 2014 Todd Jenkins

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