I hear the news
Of the death of a friend.
A wife, a mother, a grandmother.
I am nearly undone
Despite the fact
That I barely knew her.
The short, sweet times
I was in her presence,
I felt the unconditional love
Of a mother.
Of a holy one.
What a mystery
That we cannot measure
The influence of one life,
The hearts touched by her,
The deep connections made with her,
The divine love that flowed through her
To those who were in need.
I give thanks for her life,
For the way she touched me,
A motherless child longing to be loved.
Mother God, comfort those who mourn her death.
Wrap them in your blanket of love
And receive her into your peaceful embrace. Amen.
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6 thoughts on “Loss, Grief, and Mystery”
I’m sorry for your loss, for her family’s loss.
Thank you, Dorothy. Blessings
Thank you, Beth.
Thank you for taking the time to read and respond. Blessings, Beth ❤
Such beautiful words for a beautiful soul who touched your life. She’s smiling down, I’m sure. Prayers for her family and the lives she has touched.
Thank you, Lynn. And for your prayers.