Sunday Sunday (used to be a fun day) Sunday Sunday Sad Now I gulp down the grief (for all that was lost) And Go (to try) To trust (because) --- Because Of And In And Through And For YOU Jesus For You I trade my anger (towards the ones who poisoned the well) For forgiveness For peace For hope For faith For love For You
Simple Words for a Complex Grief
You You You I Miss You No one else will do I Miss You You
All That Glitters Is Not Gold
I watched you Holding court In the place Where she should have been Smug Broad smile The confident shell (hiding deceit and theft and and) I watched you My smile thin and wan Forced Dredging up forgiveness to accompany it from my tired worn out soul I watched you You got the brass ring You did (Not gold mind you) Brassy Plundered Ill gotten gain I watched you and wondered How long Oh Lord how long Will the guilty go unpunished How long I forgive I forgive I forgive I forgive I forgive I forgive I forgive
The Welcome Mat
Grief came calling today
Truth was
She'd been reaching out for some time
texts messages
phone calls
knocks on the door
But I didn't answer
(couldn't wouldn't)
Grief came calling today
And
When she came round I opened the door (just a crack)
Trying to discern how long she was going to stay
Grief came calling
today
And
I'm making space
For her
Emigration
Emigration eem·i·gra·tion | \ ˌe-mə-ˈgrā-shən an act or instance of emigrating : departure from a place of abode, natural home, or country for https://www.merriam-webster.com/dictionary/emigration life or residence elsewhere
I have travelled so far Far from home Far from you Far You wait Wait for me Wait for me Just across the border And I wait I wait (long) For you We have travelled so far Travelled so far From one another
Transplanted
It was the same familiar garden That she once knew well Where She once grew and thrived But Then The rain never rained And The sun never shone And The weeds grew and grew And The flower She waned So The Gardener (in His mercy) Took the little plant Tenderly Carefully Up by the roots (so painful, so vulnerable, so raw) And carried it to Another (unfamiliar) Part of the garden Where The rain rained And The sun shone And The weeds were weeded And The little flower Grew
Come On In
Grief You arrive unexpected (yet welcome) Like friends and family who don’t need to knock but can Come On In (to my house) My Heart I welcome your intimacy (and make space for you to) Recall for me Deep Love Deep Loss Grief I’m at home with you (I welcome you) Come On In
Morning Prayer on Canada Day
Father, this morning I awake Grateful to live here Grateful for the profound privilege that I was born into Poppa there is brokenness and sadness in your land and today I repent for The many ways that I and those who have gone before me have used our privilege to lord it over others For the many ways that in thought, words and actions we have done harm, so much harm For the many ways in which I and those who have gone before me have participated in systemic racism so to perpetuate our privilege For the many ways in which our greed and the unfair use of our shared resources has caused terrible suffering for others For the many ways in which our thoughts, words and actions have facilitated and promoted systemic racism in this land For the many ways in which we have thought and acted without love, without compassion, without kindness, without care. For the many ways in which I and those who have gone before me have been complicit in thought, words and actions in the sin of and then the covering up of the sin that led to the suffering and deaths of so many children and members of their families I repent in sorrow and shame for my own sin and the sins of those who have gone before me Help me to listen with compassion and to learn with humility Help me to live in love Creator God please heal our land. I pray these things in the strong name of Jesus Who lived and died for love Amen
Repent and Weep
We The settler peoples We Are 100% 100% to blame Responsible (culpable) For The reprehensible The unthinkable The criminal The cruel The lonely deaths Of children Children! This great corporate and individual sin rises as a stench into your throne room Oh God (Abuse Neglect Greed Violence Abuse Neglect Greed Violence) I repent I repent and weep I repent and weep for their children I repent and weep for their children That Are No More I repent and weep I repent and weep I repent and weep I repent I
Shattered
He heals the wounds of every shattered heart. Psalm 147.3 (TPT) When the centre Is shattered By Sin Sloth Silence Selfishness Squandering Oh Poppa Repair Restore Renovate Resuscitate Rehabilitate I wait for you I'm bored of my brokenness You Who make all things new Make my heart new Please
Colleen R. Jantzen 