Thursday, May 5, 2011

Friday's Faith - Heights and Depths of Mommy's Love

Is it true, as Jung says,

"There are no heights without the corresponding depths"?

Friday's Faith

Heights and Depths of Mommy's Love

Baby girl, if it's true, "there are no heights

without the corresponding depths," then you

and I have flown through God's blue skies like kites

since I now visit hell without you...

Who would know a child's love could capture hearts

Taking them to the earth's greatest reaches,

So that when that child suddenly departs,

Holes form, deeper than earth's greatest breaches.

There is no way that Mommy can explain

Th' depth of hurt that your loss has created

To taunts when non-child-loss grievers complain,

"Almost five years now, your grief's not abated?!"

Can they not see this crater in my heart

Sinking me into darkness sans the sun?

The only hope I have since you did part

Is the light of God's comfort through His Son...

Life is now a journey through Death's Valley

Taking me to depths, never I'd have known,

But like th' sun rises, my spirits rally

When glimpses of you in Heaven are shown...

Thank You God, just as You say,

"Blessed are those who mourn,"

Through Death's Darkness You whisper,

"Joy cometh in th' Morn!"


"Blessed are those who mourn,

for they will be comforted."

~Matthew 5:4

"Weeping may endure for a night

but joy cometh in the morning."

~Psalm 30:5b


It is by going down into the abyss that we recover the treasures of life.

~Joseph Campbell, The Joseph Campbell Companion


Had you restrained your love, you would be free of sorrow. The greater the love, while one possesses it, the greater the sorrow when one is deprived of it.

~Von Tepl


Melancholy gives the soul an opportunity to express a side of its nature that is as valid as any other but is hidden out of our distaste for its darkness and bitterness.

~Thomas Moore, Care of the Soul


When we have for so long been judged by everyone we meet, just to look into the eyes of another who does not judge us can be extraordinarily healing.

~Jack Kornfield, A Path With Heart


It always comes back to the same necessity: go deep enough and there is a bedrock of truth, however hard.
— May Sarton


If you’re really listening, if you’re awake to the poignant beauty of the world, your heart breaks regularly. In fact, your heart is made to break; its purpose is to burst open again and again so that it can hold ever-more wonders.
— Andrew Harvey

Poem - Heights and Depths of Mommy's Love - Angie Bennett Prince - 5/5/11

Picture - Charlie Borland: Dramatic storm cloud and sunburst:


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