A beautiful poem for All Saints Day by Jan Richardson, United Methodist minister and author of The Painted Prayerbook. It is hard being wedded to the dead; they make different claims, offer comforts that do not feel comfortable at the first. They do not let you remain numb. Neither do they allow you to languish forever in your grief. They will safeguard your sorrow but will not permit that it should become your new country, your home. They knew you first in joy, in delight, and though they will be patient when you travel by other roads, it is here that they will wait for you, here they can best be found where the river runs deep with gladness, the water over each stone singing your unforgotten name. Jan Richardson, 2014
Posted on: Sun, 02 Nov 2014 19:00:51 +0000