• advent journal: good measure

    by  • December 19, 2014 • advent journal, hope, love, marriage • 6 Comments

    I can show you a cup of flour,
    or a pound of sugar, and

    I’ve gotten pretty good at
    scooping a two ounce cookie,

    but I am at a loss to quantify
    how heavy grief is,

    how long a heart stays broken,
    the depth of damage done,

    how far it is to forgiveness,
    the speed of the sound of loneliness —

    even as I strain to comprehend
    how a heart like yours

    can hold a galaxy of grace,
    how sorrow becomes weightless

    in the gravity of your love,
    how home is as close as you

    calling my name in the dark
    calling my name . . .



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    6 Responses to advent journal: good measure

    1. December 19, 2014 at 10:27 pm

      I found you by googling “why sheild the joyous” and found your reflection the prayer in BCP. Thank you.

    2. anita westmoreland
      December 20, 2014 at 12:05 am

      Totally immeasurable because each happening is different for so many different reasons. My blessings.

    3. Maureen Grisanti Larison
      December 20, 2014 at 7:47 am

      Beautiful and true. So many things are beyond measure.

    4. December 20, 2014 at 10:10 pm

      Reminds me of this: “It smells like God when you lay your head on His chest.” Danae Blessing story here: http://www.cp-sk.org/inspirationalpage68.htm

    5. Lisa A
      December 22, 2014 at 1:11 am

      I, too, am at a loss to quantify how heavy grief is. Any yet, as I am coming out the other side of the sharpness of grief, I am starting to see how soft the edges can be.

    6. December 23, 2014 at 11:38 pm

      For me, the word is: weary. It seem to never end.

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