The
sorrow crept up by surprise,
It
came out of nowhere,
But,
when it hit, I felt all joy
Crumble
into despair.
She
spoke of watching, helplessly,
Her
Mom’s approaching death.
I
felt those memories rush back,
And
crumbled, out of breath.
It
happened many years ago,
I’d
left it in my past,
But,
when she spoke of what she faced,
It
all came back so fast.
The
broken places tore once more,
And
great sorrow swept in.
The
healing that I thought I’d done,
I
now must do again.
I
know my Mom is free of pain,
Yet
my pain lingers on.
I
loved her while she walked this earth,
I
love her though she’s gone.
It
seems so strange another’s pain,
Could
bring mine back in view.
Lord,
I lift up our broken hearts
And
entrust them to you.
Psalm
34:18
The
Lord is close to the brokenhearted and saves those who are crushed in spirit.