here's what happened ...
The Night Mom Passed Away
by Laura-Lee Rahn
Sept. 13, 2014
Dry as dust
In he came
His eyes downcast
And all in chain
Not preening and strutting
As I'd been dreading
But a loathsome slave
Fearful and forgetting
Cringing in the presence of his King
For one mere second
Allowed to do his "thing"
Once done, the light erupted
As her life was momentarily disrupted
Then followed by Light and Life much greater!
Could they do less in the presence of their Creator?
In everlasting arms and with his Right Hand,
I saw so clear my Master's Plan:
We all must die to corruption and pain
To know what it is to rise again.
So into that room
Where Death crept
From sorrow and despair
Up She Lept
(and that applied to me and Mom both
joined one more time in that moment of hope)
Amid disease and death and gloom
I knew the joy of the Delivery Room
Not Life to Death, as some suppose
But reborn forever
Up ... She ... Rose ~~~
Her journey complete and winter done
Jesus said, "Come with me my Beautiful One.
I've waited long. You're mine at last.
Take my hand. It's time we dance."
Oh, how the Lord does love a feast!
And I'll join in when I'm released
But there's room for more
No need to shove
His banner over us is always love
* Inspired by "Song of Songs" (NIV) and the real life events
