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TITLE: What God Heard From Me By Kim Sandstrom 08/17/06 |
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Please read it through. Hopefully part of an anthology for grieving parents.
God bless, Kim
I never said
"God, how could you?"
or
"Why me?"
or
"Why her?"
(I had learned long ago
that His Will,
"Will be done".)
I said a lot of other things,
But not those things
And no one would have
been angry
or surprised
if I had said
those things.
but one thing I did say
and it was tough to hear
I'm sure,
was this.
I said
"God Your Son only suffered three days
and I know all about it,
the spear in the side,
the crown of thorns,
the nails in His hands
and feet,
the cruelty of the whip,
and the cruelty of the words
that lashed Him.
but my daughter,
my only,
my only girl.
suffered
for 100 days.
She was cruelly punished by the needles,
And the cutting,
And the potions,
and so great was her pain and scarring
that we gave up marveling and began to think of it all as normal.
(The washed white-robes,
disbelieved her pain and
when she'd complain they
all but called her insane...
until the facts lay bare
with paper and ink
and x-rays,
cultures,
and bloodletting.
She didn't see dayshine
Or nightshine,
Or feel natural air on her
For 100 days,
Yet,
She was aware of all that happened to her.)
"And God,
One more thing.
She was kind
to all who cared her
(sometimes cruelly, sometimes kindly).
She was grace to those who hurt her
because
she wanted
them
to help her,
to heal her,
to save her...
She wanted to be brave for us
and live for her baby.
I love Your Son, God,
and I know He suffered too...
But
My God,
I think she suffered more."
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