One night
recently, I had written these poems as I was remembering my mom and my
husband; both of whom had succumbed to cancer - mom in 1996 and my
husband in 2008. One does not just forget the ones loved and gone,
even when the years have moved on. This feeling I know would be with me for the
rest of my life. I recall how my mom had missed her own mom until the end and
my husband did not fully get over loosing his who had passed on when he was
young and while away studying overseas.
Death
(both physical and spiritual) was definitely not in God's plan when he created
us (Genesis
chapters 1 and chapter 2) but is a consequence of our sin (Genesis chapter
3, Isaiah 53:6 , Romans
3:23). In essence, in the very depths of who we really are; we human beings
are just not "wired" for this thing called "death" (i.e
physical separation). Just that on the surface, we seemingly have just accepted
it and moved on with our lives. We are not wired for death; in actual fact, we are wired for eternity (Ecclesiastes 3:11). That is why we need a Saviour to bring us back into the original plan of God which is eternal life in Him. And the good news is that there is a Saviour waiting for us to believe and to receive Him and His name is Jesus (John 3:16 , John 17:3 , 1 John 5:12 , Revelations 3:20). When we put our trust in Him, we can have the assurance of a future hope as promised in Revelations 21 , when one day we ourselves will reach the end of this earthly sojourning.
"He
will wipe every tear from their eyes. There will be no more death or mourning
or crying or pain, for the old order of things has passed away."
(Revelations 21:4)
 |
| Numbered Days |
Not
once but twice,
wrestling
with
prayerfully
trusting
this
hated thing,
painfully
caring,
not
once but twice....
on
God's
 |
Faded Voices
|
I think of them
as the days
turned into years...
silenced by their absence,
no longer heard,
the remembrance of their voices
has faded away,
save images of moments,
moments spent with them,
for me to hold.....
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