Yesterday….
the days are moving further and further from yesterday, and in some ways I want them to stand still for just awhile myDarlin’ Robert Kenui Pope. I struggle to capture every memory before they float away on the wings of angels, but yet I know that every day brings me closer to seeing you again and witnessing the glory you’ve already seen.
The past weeks have been extraordinary in ways I can’t begin to explain, the roller coaster of life requires complete and utter trust in the Lord knowing that he is the centrifugal force that keeps us from falling. And as we come to the peak I throw up my arms, grabbing a pen to record my thoughts on the clouds, on the window overlooking the mountains, on the asphalt of the parking deck and on my virtual paper….
He tapped me on the shoulder saying ‘listen to me my child…’ and as I began to ask ‘why’ he placed his finger to my lips and said ‘trust me’. And the prayer that myDarlin’ prayed for me the day he left was a gift - a prayer for strength and understanding… has seen me through the days and nights.
Today I listened to his story in his words and in song. I watched this innocent man’s eyes and saw a window into his past as he relived the disbelief of a wrongful conviction as his mother watched on, the years of despair, fear and anger, the hope she brought and finally the joy of freedom. And I wept for the young man who was never set free, then again with joy for the wise man who saw the light in her and our Lord as he walked away from those prison bars 18 years later.
Tonight I am grateful for my faith in our Lord and the gifts of music; for it is both of these that give us hope for tomorrow and beyond.
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