After another one of my friends husband just passed away this weekend, I felt compelled to write a short poem expressing some thoughts and feelings around such a loss (listed with other poems at http://freenhim.org/poetrynhim/poetrynhim.html)
A Final Breath
A final breath upon this earth, a light once bright has dimmed;
the one I love has taken flight yet questions still remain.
Reason can not understand, my faith once strong has waned;
goals and dreams are put on hold while questions still remain.
Why did God allow this pain? What kind of plan is this?
Where suffering takes center stage amidst omnipotence.
Although I do not understand, I've heard all this before;
My Father shared His Story of the Son that He adored.
A Son so pure who never sinned who lived beyond reproach;
yet nailed upon a roman cross, it seemed all hope was lost.
No one knew nor understood the plan of God that day,
how death upon that rugged cross won life and victory.
Resurrected from the grave with arms held open wide,
our Lord now welcomes all His kids back home when it is time.
Questions may not go away and answers may not come,
the only rest we'll ever find is turning to the Son.
Omnipotence has never left, the sovereign King still reigns;
He holds the one I loved so much and ends the suffering.
Though I may never understand this loss that grieves my soul,
I can take comfort in the fact my Father's in control.
by Vernon Terrell
