Friday's Faith - Can the Oceans Hold Our Grief?

Friday's Faith

Can the Oceans Hold Our Grief?

Listening to a meditation c.d. …

Hearing my baby splashing in the Ocean of Life,

Laughing outrageously,

Having the time of her life…

Lord help me climb into

Her True Reality ~

She has not been robbed of life;

She is swimming in Your Great Blue Sea!

Left behind,

My eyes tear up;

I miss my child,

My eyes fill up…

My, what love does to our heart;

We're never the same once our child does part…

Thank You Lord, You gave us a love so great;

It never diminishes this side of Heaven's Gate.

It will be there still when once she reappears ~

Meanwhile, we'll fill Oceans with our salty tears;

It does not matter how many the years…

Such love goes with us, and never disappears.

Tell me Lord, how do You handle such love?

You have so many children You long for from Above.

Please reach down and hold this child's heart,

Weeping now as I miss my child that from me had to part…

Help me as daily, I wade through my Oceans of Grief;

Hold me,Your baby girl, comforting with sweet relief.

Tell me, do my tears fill the Oceans that bring her sweet relief?

Picture, Thanks to Google Image

Poem - Can the Oceans Hold Our Grief? - Angie Bennett Prince - 11/9/2011 - Day 1,925 of Losing Merry Katherine

Friday's Faith - Till Our Faith Becomes Sight…

Friday's Faith

Till Our Faith Becomes Sight…

My brother sent your pictures in the mail;

They pierced through my heart, sharp as a nail.

(Why couldn't you hear us that fatal day?

You made your decision; you had your say.)

Now we're left without you, our world's not right;

Ev'rybody else here, you're not in sight.

We thought we had grieved and grieved and grieved, yet

We see your picture; grief's bad as it can get.

Our hearts are broken; our world is just crushed.

Lord, touch our hearts with Your gentle sweet hush;

We don't receive all our promises here,

But one day we'll see our loved one so dear.

She is with You; she's okay; she's alright.

Just because we can't see her in our sight

Does not mean You have not crushed death's vile blight.

You died so that our faith will become sight:

When we reach the shore where there's no more night,

We'll see our baby ~ a beautiful sight;

We'll be together; our world will be right!

We'll live in the warmth of Your love, Your light.

Guard our hearts now while we live death's dark night,

Encourage us while we finish our fight.

You comfort and caress amidst our plight,

For You've lived the loss of Your Son, Your Delight…

Please keep us close, held in Your arms so tight;

Draw near through Death's Darkness, till our faith becomes sight!

Poem - Till Our Faith Becomes Sight... - Angie Bennett Prince - edited 10/27/2011