08 April 2013

heavy thanks

It's heavy.

All of this?

Hard.

Peace comes and goes,
alternating bits of
grief
and
joy.

We swim hard,
and I laugh hard,
and for a couple hours
my world of water and burning muscles and laughter is all I know.
It's a welcome gift.
Thanks be to God.

Later we gather around the table,
family,
and we eat curry- bright with peppers and spices,
brilliant yellow over  pale brown rice.
It's spicy and daring and joyful-
happy food.

Not so much because we are happy,
but because we know that there is still
joy.
Still goodness.
Thanks be to God.

There is that hope, that joy;
she's free.
Free of earthly chains,
of broken body,
prison of a shell.

We know this-
all is made right,
broken is healed,
pain is gone,
beauty rises in the ashes.
Thanks be to God.

There is pain,
all around.
Many we love.

But.

He is good.
Thanks be to God.


Love:)

R

2 comments:

  1. Sorry for your loss but glad to know God gives you comfort, hope, & joy. Love & prayers, in Jesus, Cynthia

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  2. Thnk you much. Prayers are always welcome :)
    <3
    R

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