Sometimes I forget that....

With true death life inevitably comes.

Greif does not share your soul well.
And for a time it is not supposed to.
But it is crazy of us to forget the sun
while it is dark and moonless at night.

Peace is like a shadow,
over taking and enveloping you
so quietly though, that you almost
forget to say thank You.

Truth goes beyond human faithfulness.
Thank.You.
Hope goes beyond my self control.

The Word is Alive.