This is my little way of expressing myself after the horror in Newtown. I pray for the families.
On the day that terror reignedI huggedmy loved ones. Far away from it I livebut rarely does somethingtouch so close. Tears. Anguish.My heart breaks forthose who have lost. That empty pit feelingdeep down intomy core…my griefcannot match theirs. Evil traipsed inthe hallowed hallsof learning. Childrenwere taught the meaningof fear. And loss. It’s hard to see,but love was there also,in all it’s sacrificial glory,losing the battle yetwinning the war. Love survived.The devil chose thewrong playground.The name of Godshould be honored.For Lucifer willeternally die. Soon. Hearts break, families mourn.A country weeps, the worldgroans under such travail. And yet there is hopein the humanity that gaveto save. There is hopethat love will conquer. Grieve. It is your right.Mourn. It is natural.Hope. Something goodwill come of it. Just believe.
Very nice poem. It’s hard to understand people sometimes, and I think writing it out helps to compartmentalize it and make sense of senselessness. This was an honest, raw expression of your pain and an attempt to deal with it, that I could absolutely relate to. Thank you for sharing your words.
ReplyDeleteVery well done Rod . Loaded with emotions.
ReplyDeleteIn yet again, another tragedy, the Lord reigned supreme. So many parents of the some children murdered were Christian and gave glorifying testimony to God’s faithfulness. As one dad stated, our daughter has gone ahead and is now at home with the God we taught her about. We will meet again. To mention as
ReplyDeleteyou wrote, grieve and believe.
Rod…you have a gift for expressing emotion. I could feel the anguish and hope Well done!
ReplyDeleteThank you Rod. You have a gift to be able to convey such emotion with your words. I do hope, and I do believe!!
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