What a beautiful poem and story for us all. In our grief, it is easy to forget that for God’s followers the Kingdom of Heaven is a boundless, borderless expanse where we can be free as a bird, soft as the wind, bright as the stars and as beautiful as a rose. Thank you for sharing that beautiful poem and the hope is gives when we are the ones left behind. 🙏
Wow, soft as the wind, we all have that potential, and it is never too late, thank you for your beautiful interpretation. Here is an alternate version of that poem by Ms. Harner:
Do Not Stand At My Grave and Weep By Clare Harner
Do not stand at my grave and weep; I am not there. I do not sleep. I am a thousand winds that blow. I am diamond glints on snow. I am sunlight on ripened grain. I am the gentle autumn rain. When you awaken in the morning's hush I am the swift uplifting rush Of quiet birds in circled flight. I am the soft stars that shine at night.
Do not stand at my grave and cry; I am not there. I did not die.
In your original, longer poem, I was thinking all along...How SAD that it took 70 years for this man to finally realize that his spouse was not in the cemetery !
My mother passed away a couple of years ago, she had multiple comorbidities and then caught covid as well. The visiting doctors diagnosed her but refused to treat her bc she was not hospitalized but remained at home in Mexico.
When she departed, I was sitting by her bedside... All I could think of was, "You are so blessed to be going to the Presence of Almighty God! You'll never be lonely again!"
The tears I shed were only bc I was sad she'd been lonely in her home since my father passed away. I know one day, I will see them both again... They will be full of LIFE not sick anymore, and if we cry any tears, they will be full of JOY!
"Jesus said to her, “I AM the RESURRECTION and the LIFE. The one who believes in me will live, even though they die; and whoever lives by believing in me will never die." John 11:25-26
I saw once this week where the comment was removed. I guess Jeff did it. Shame substack can't address this cause this is posted on other stacks. Welcome back.
The ability to cope with our total losses in this life of truly loving others,
is no doubt the greatest of human challenges.
In God we trust. Honor it. Seek it.
Our creation is the splendor and glory each waking day.
To share it is eternal.
If I could be any part of you, i'd be your tears.
To be conceived in your heart, born in your eyes,
live on your cheeks, and die on your lips.
What a beautiful poem and story for us all. In our grief, it is easy to forget that for God’s followers the Kingdom of Heaven is a boundless, borderless expanse where we can be free as a bird, soft as the wind, bright as the stars and as beautiful as a rose. Thank you for sharing that beautiful poem and the hope is gives when we are the ones left behind. 🙏
Wow, soft as the wind, we all have that potential, and it is never too late, thank you for your beautiful interpretation. Here is an alternate version of that poem by Ms. Harner:
Do Not Stand At My Grave and Weep By Clare Harner
Do not stand at my grave and weep; I am not there. I do not sleep. I am a thousand winds that blow. I am diamond glints on snow. I am sunlight on ripened grain. I am the gentle autumn rain. When you awaken in the morning's hush I am the swift uplifting rush Of quiet birds in circled flight. I am the soft stars that shine at night.
Do not stand at my grave and cry; I am not there. I did not die.
In your original, longer poem, I was thinking all along...How SAD that it took 70 years for this man to finally realize that his spouse was not in the cemetery !
My mother passed away a couple of years ago, she had multiple comorbidities and then caught covid as well. The visiting doctors diagnosed her but refused to treat her bc she was not hospitalized but remained at home in Mexico.
When she departed, I was sitting by her bedside... All I could think of was, "You are so blessed to be going to the Presence of Almighty God! You'll never be lonely again!"
The tears I shed were only bc I was sad she'd been lonely in her home since my father passed away. I know one day, I will see them both again... They will be full of LIFE not sick anymore, and if we cry any tears, they will be full of JOY!
"Jesus said to her, “I AM the RESURRECTION and the LIFE. The one who believes in me will live, even though they die; and whoever lives by believing in me will never die." John 11:25-26
Love you, my brother in Christ.
Same, good sir
Troll/bot...do not click on link.
Reported.
I’ve been away from C&C for over a month bc of out-of-the-blue serious illness. My 1st day back… today’s Stack is classic Jeff Childers!
Then that same bot or whatever pops up😠
Won’t ruin my day tho! Annoyance only.
Welcome back.
Are you feeling better?
I am! Thank you. Getting stronger each day. Going to physical therapy which helps a lot.
I saw once this week where the comment was removed. I guess Jeff did it. Shame substack can't address this cause this is posted on other stacks. Welcome back.
No one here wastes time with your annoying posts.
You are developing into the wonderful stages of major enlightenment.
Thanks for the sweet awakenings TT.
Gut punch to the feels right there TT. ❤️
Thank you for some leavening of the day. God be with you.