skin and bones

 

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what are you thinking?

what’s on your mind?

the very edge,

the underlying theme,

it is the sting of death.

it is the gravity of this life.

what are you feeling?

turmoil.

the earth is falling out from underneath me.


we sing.

we have our friendly phrases.

“no guilt in life, no fear in death.”

“oh trampled death, where is your sting?”

i have said it before and i will say it again,

oh death,

i feel your sting.

somehow i feel like we are in a sweet romance of bitter suffering,

and i cannot seem to let you go.

oh, this was not my choice.

none of this is my desire.

yet here we stand,

face to face once again.

i have seen you rush through in the dead of night to destroy.

i have seen your curse through the hands of killers,

i have seen your devastation sitting at the foot of a hospital bed.

you are never the same.

you sneak up on your victims,

or sometimes you reel your prey in slowly.

either way, you come.

you are here.

you are with us too often.

and each time we start to believe that you are gone,

you knock at our doors once again.

blackened soul and blood-stained hand,

you show up.


my God, my God.

You are not a God of butterflies and rainbows.

You are not a Lord of far off dreams.

my God, my God.

You are a God of reality,

accustomed to pain and darkness,

not unfamiliar with this sting that i speak of.

You faced the death we should have died.

You gave us the life that we do not deserve to live.

but today, oh God, my God.

today i am looking at death straight in the face.

i am seeing small steps on what will be a very dark and scary road.


skin and bones, frail and weak,

i see an end drawing near.

skin and bones, frail and weak,

there is pain in this process.

skin and bones, frail and weak,

soon to be rejuvenated and restrengthened with her Creator.

skin and bones, frail and weak,

all i ask, all i pray, is that when You take her,

she will be whole.

she will be her.

skin and bones, frail and weak,

heart of gold, soul on fire,

her life is far from over.

this journey is far from the end.


oh trampled death,

where is your sting?

the angels roar,

for Christ the King.

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