Go:
although this journey for us has been long…oh the gifts
even in the waiting, especially in the waiting,
the chances to have and to hold the great prizes of dear ones in our lives
who soon will be far, may always be far away until Heaven,
have been close. and we have been able to drink deeply from the cup
of the grace of the Good Giver. In the grief of goodbyes have been the reminders of Heaven. the sweet rendezvous of times golden and glistening in the sunshine of mutual love.
I have left so many surprise meetings that have dropped from heaven and been
handed by the Giver, the Great Giver of all
just today with a heart of hearts friend. as children pray like forever friends
and a few days ago too with friends who are forever family
and little ones pick up in the togetherness that bound us when we lived doors apart
and in the Grace of the gift, of the lens of all as gift, to kiss these times, though fleeting and unknown as to the renewal, with the joy of such a gift.
Time in the presence of those we love that we do not know when it will happen again, to hold onto what is good and know that it is far more than beggars and the poor in spirit deserve
but to know that it is nonetheless given with no sign of stopping for the One who holds all of our weary and worn and grieving hands and calls us forward
to new steps and lives but always with the sweet fragrance, the beauty in color of His gifts…always His. always good. always given. always reminding of Heaven…the greatest joy and crown coming
living forever when all flows from the light of His Glory. His Love.
