Lives Interrupted

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It makes me feel like crying, this suffering we do.

The rain pelts the earth; the stratus overlay presses down—and

the burdens within and without are heavy

with rain,

with tears.

It doesn’t make sense—all this brokenness.

Well, maybe on one side of the brain, the prickly side.  But

the heart knows when redemption seems still far off—and

the earth groans, and

the weak and infirmed groan, and

I groan with all this groaning.

Grey drifts by the waiting room window, the room where loved ones sit and sigh and pray while the infirmed wait, and the world cries for all to be made right.

And the sky rushes earthward, and it weeps the tears of atmosphere and groans for redemption.

Little matchbox cars and trucks off in the distance do what they do and go where they go,

while 6 floors up and 8 miles down, the grey-black troposphere pushes the weight of the world on these lives.

And our time stops as our watches march on, and what matters changes consultation by consultation.

The fog drifts in—in and around cars, buildings, trees, light poles—mundane silhouettes against this pressing vapor,

the rolling something that looks more like an ominous nothing.

And it shadows the fog in my brain in these tenuous times

when what was


in a moment change to the dark that is.

And faith looks for perspective, and faith looks to the sun above these wafting mists

to find grace,

the face of God in lives interrupted.

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About apronheadlilly

wife and mother, musician, composer / poet, teacher, and observer of the world, flawed Christ-follower
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11 Responses to Lives Interrupted

  1. What a great poem Lilly.. I really feel the despair and sadness for the suffering.

  2. Widow Beach says:

    The world cries for all to be made right–yes indeed. And grace, the face of God–how beautifully you’ve put it.

  3. My thoughts & prayers are with you. Life does tend to slip along from day to day until we hit one of these “speed bumps” and we’re tossed completely off course. Then land on a different sphere, looking at scenery we don’t care for at all. Wishing you all a speedy trip back to your own sphere again.

  4. dorannrule says:

    How beautifully you express waiting in the face of life’s fearsome changes.

  5. nutsfortreasure says:

    May things get better soon.
    Beautiful piece of heart felt writing

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