Lost In Our Brokenness. Poem by Dr. Antony Theodore

Grief doesn't come
and go in an orderly,
confined timeframe.

Just when we think
the pangs of anguish
have stolen their last breath,
another wave sweeps in
and we are forced to
revisit the memories,
the pain, the fear.

Sometimes we try to resist
the demands of grieving.

We long to avoid this fierce,
yet holy pilgrimage.

We fight against the currents,
terrified of being overwhelmed,
of being discovered,
of becoming lost
in our brokenness.

"Heheals the brokenhearted and binds up their wounds". Psalm 147: 3 Holy Bible) .