She went
and she returned.
She has
cried out
in the night
She has
poured out
her heart
before
the One who sees.
We sat circled
and heard
the story
of another
who cried out
mouthed prayers
was called drunk
and yet did not turn over to despair
And when He came
and answered her prayer--
she gave
to the One who sees.
The One who sees
is who we can go to
when we grieve
when there is nothing to do
but pour out our hearts like water
in his presence.
May Christ's death and resurrection life be such a consolation in Haiti,
but also right here and now.
