death can swallow you whole If you let it
leaving no space and time
a foe that makes no friends
unless you invite him in
the funny thing about death is
if you let it, it will make room
pushing open wide the curtains
letting light and beauty in, the filling and consuming kind
tender truth illuminates the deepest cracks of darkest pain
with the ashes of what once was now seen
the space for what can be becomes beautifully exposed
death is an opportunity if seen with bright eyes
a chance for new life
a new hope understood
a rescuing love now embraced
where the end seamlessly becomes the beginning
redemption awaits.
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Tags: Death, Hope, Life, Love, New Beginning, Redemption
Today is February 28th and today would have been my brother’s 26 birthday. I say would have been even though what death has taught me most of all is that there are no would have beens, there is only what was and what is. And there’s strange comfort in that, I’m learning and have learned, because it means that when death feels like the winner, we know it’s not because God is bigger and grander and more glorious than any of our might have beens or could have beens.
You’re right, my friend, death is an opportunity. One cloaked in a million different forms of brokenness, but one teeming with opportunity, if only we’ll let ourselves see it.
Thanks for you post.
(And I can’t wait for tomorrow!)