Huddled in a circle, hands grasped to the poles
Tear stained cheeks, dressed to the nines
With confusion in my head and sorrow in my heart
We lifted, into the air, the body of a loved one
She lay inside this wooden box
Where the shell of her life would eternally rest
As my hands grasped for leverage and my legs for strength
I carried her weight
Felt her weight
A thought came
My mind flashed back
Years flew by
There I stood, a child
Innocent of the world
Frozen in my Velcro shoes
Hesitant of venturing into her house
In she walked
In a timeless embrace, she wrapped her arms around me
The hug of a grandma
Carrying me in her love
Surrounding me with her love
Picking me up out of fear and into light
In the blink of an eye, a teenager I became
Rebellious, my face cocked with pride
Selfish, ready to forego the greetings
Ungrateful
In she walked
Though I avoided interaction, she came just the same
A hug
Persistent in her embraces and affection
I shrugged it off
Even in my rebellion, she offered a helping hand
Some food
A gift
Peace
Sacrificing herself for me
Giving me undeserved love
Carrying the burdens of my adolescence
My heart beat once and there I was
Standing in her house, just one week prior
Anxious of the future
Confused about my past
Dreaming about providence
Pulling me aside, she embraced me with her words
“Don’t worry.”
“God will provide. We will help you through it all.”
There she was
Bearing my weight
Fears, of the future
Burdens, my shortcomings
I returned to reality
Felt her weight in my hand
A thought came
Certain, remembering her confidence in me
Determined, imitating her persistence
Ready.
It was my turn.
My limbs found new power, my heart a purpose
It was my turn to bear her weight.
To take up her cause
To be to someone else what she was to me.
“Bear one another's burdens, and so fulfill the law of Christ.”
-Galatians 6:2
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