When all
that we hope for has been
snatched
from underneath us,
we come
face to face with
the seed
and root of hope itself:
the
eternal presence and promise
of grace.
Our deepest gratitude
for this
gift is expressed in the courage
and
compassion to risk uncensored presence
in the
midst of another's attempt at dying well;
or even
to endure the pain
of helplessly watching someone’s
unnecessarily
horrible death because
their
image of self could not be rescued
from the
prison of its own Hell.
Prayers
for all of us whose living
will
enter the grave with the dead.
May their
love greet us on the far side
of this
deep and shadowed valley,
pulling
us, by faith, deeper
into
life’s joy and meaning.
© 2013
Todd Jenkins
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