December 14, 2012

My Journey to God

The Death of a Friend

I hoped to walk this path with you and hold
your hand until the end but obstacles were placed
along the way that could not be removed.

Tears of anguish I cried in mournful loss.
Oh, lift the veil of sorrow and shine the light
of peace upon my grieving heart.

Then in the silence of the bitter broken night,
I knew that love would find a way to trace the cross
upon your head and say good-by to you, my friend.

For even in this darkest hour when all seemed lost
and nothing would remain, our faith stood firm
to glorify our God in one another.

By Helen Welter
 

(Helen Welter is a member of St. Barnabas Parish in Indianapolis.) †

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