Poetry and Other Thoughts

A Tender Moment

 

Several months ago, I had the honor of witnessing the baptisms of a father and his terminal 25 year old son. It was a beautiful moment–full of joy, yet tinged with sorrow. These men were, and still are, strangers to me, however their encounter with God has left an indelible mark on my own soul.

A Tender Moment

A tender moment
Wrapped in tears and grace,
Not one but two lost souls
Surrender to your love.
My heart wells with joy
Yet is tinged with sorrow,
Aching with the weariness,
Elated for the rescue.
As they fall into your
Open arms catch them.
Hold them close.
Cradle them under
Your watchful eye.
Flood them with relief,
Wash them in your peace,
Envelop them with laughter,
Lavish upon them joy,
Grant them sabbath rest.

Cassie Landrum
2015

2 Comments

  • Rob

    Like a prayer, a poem to the Father in celebration of the most important decision in life, made on the edge of death. I meditate on the last line: Grant them sabbath rest. Thoughts of the earthly father, facing the loss of his son in this world, yet knowing that they will see each other again; thoughts of the son, turning his back on the hopelessness of the world to embrace the forthcoming reward of his heavenly Father. In my mind’s eye, I envision two men clinging to one another with a mixture of love that is at once familial, celebratory, heart-breaking, and eternal. Thank you!

    • Cassie

      And that is what happened, Rob–“two men clinging to one another with a mixture of love that is at once familial, celebratory, heart-breaking, and eternal.” It was truly a beautiful moment.

      BTW- what sort of writing have you been doing lately? I checked out your blog, but didn’t find anything recent. Haven’t read the story yet, just glimpsed at it.

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