May 14~15, 2013


this world with sadness shroud

wrings tears from every joy

pain the uncared for guest

of every celebration

life begins while knowing death

however far its horrid end

the joy of each day’s step

mingles deep, abiding grief


would that recompense would come




while love still weeps its loss


dear God assuage our tears

and within Your peace enfold us


Written after hearing of the murder

of Tim Bosma; family man, Christian,

for whom we had been praying all week.


Bruce Cockburn’s rocket launcher is

far too small for such a sadness.


Thank God His justice is far more satisfying.