Wednesday, October 04, 2006


I wrote this poem several years ago after someone I knew died of cancer, and I had to face the fact that I had been really self-absorbed and had more or less forgotten about them as they suffered - not intentionally, of course, but an "out of sight, out of mind" sort of thing. I figure it's not that hard to know what God's will is or how to do it, because it's summed up in the two greatest commandments: Love God and Love your neighbor... my "self" is pretty noisy though so somehow God's will becomes hard to do.


I saw your burdened, aching eyes
Heard the tremor in your voice
You tried to be brave

I met your news with sympathetic gaze
Promise of prayer
Encouraging embrace

But lost through cold indifference
Was persistent love
visits, support
Did I even remember to pray?

I watch many faces
Anguished, hollow
Feel twinges and twangs
Of helplessness, guilt, but

Imply agreement
With oppressors, destroyers
by my silence.

No! No!
Anger and injustice!
But I sat idle.

Your hardened, hurting eyes hit mine
Where was God when I suffered?

What can I say?

When He wanted to reach out,
I held back my hand.
How do I explain
Shutting the door on His tears?

Who would not comfort?
I who was not there.

Where is He? Where was He?
Bound by my refusal
Thwarted by my apathy.

Where was I when you suffered?
It was up to me.


Anonymous said...

Persistent love... reflects His permanence in us. Good challenge not to let it be stolen.

Anonymous said...

Thank you for making me realize to not wait until it's too late.