I've had this picture in my office for years and years. I look at it when I need hope. Maybe it will help you too. |
Years ago my Minister-friend lost his little girl with leukemia. Is there anything that could be worse than losing your child? All those hopes and dreams they had for her were just gone. Weeks later I picked up his church’s newsletter and this is what he had written:
“Was the grass really ever green
Were the sounds of birds clearly heard
And did we picnic in the park only six months to go
Here in midwinter they seem so far away
The naked trees, the laden skies seems always to have been
And seem out ahead for all time
Were things ever green
And will spring come back again?
Yes, ther spring will return
The gray, duhldays of cold will pass
The routine now imprisoning us will be broken up
A new excitement will be awakened by new possibilities
The despair which now engulfs us will subside
A word of hope will come to us
Our presumption that all is lost
will be replaced by a renewed expectancy
Future will become a possibility again
The crush of demands will not dominate us forever
Out of liberation we will learn to choose
And in our choices to be secure.
The sadness now weighing upon will be lifted
Joy will speak her acknowledgement of of grief
and will sound her call to us
The cause of sadness will not have vanished
But joy will come in spite of it
We will laugh again
We will sing and dance
We will celebrate the life now given us.
The conflicts now engaging our energy
will be worked through
No wind will sweep them from us
We will go through them
And we will survive
Redemption will come of our transactions
Relationships will be rescued and restored
And where breaks are too deep to be one,
Healing will come in time, through apart
The tensions tearing at our being will be resolved
We will not be destroyed.
Were things really ever green
And bring will come back again
Yes, yes as sure as e’re int were here
Yes, yes, as sure as God is
The spring will return
And it will be spring again.”
—G. Temp Sparkman
Surrounded by the too-muchness all around us—maybe Easter has come just in time. It reminds us that even in this hard, hard time it is not the end. Look closely at the picture …read this incredible poem of hope. And God bless us all.
photo by RC isidro / flickr
--Roger Lovette / rogerlovette.blogspot.com
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