Monday, April 23, 2012

In Memoriam 1

Journeys are deceiving things.
The road goes on and on.
You think it will never end.
And suddenly it does.

Jesus knew your struggle.
He went before you,
dragging a deadweight of wood
while the road climbed
beneath a burning sun. 

Your cross grew heavier
with every year and finally
with  every step. But at the end
The Lord stood, waiting.

Eternal rest grant unto him, O Lord, and let perpetual light shine upon him.
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