Friday, July 1, 2011

Sisters

She stood in her grief
Spoke of her sister
Too soon it would seem
Too soon gone to heaven

She spoke as only
A sister can
As only one who knows
The scriptures can
She spoke as only
One who has wrestled with
Angels and devils can
As only one who has walked
Her precious sister
To the edge of eternity
Spent the long dying days
Massaging her feet can

Her words formed
As a sculptor shapes
The clay to art
Exquisitely crafted
From life to testimony

She stood in the pulpit
Told us of her sister's
Beautiful feet
The feet of one who
Brings Good News
Washing them in
Our presence

On the day she said
Farewell here
To her little sister
She brought the Good News
Ringing true like
The sound of finest crystal
Gently touched by
The purest gold

Beautiful feet
Run in the family

The Word of God
For the People of God
Thanks Be to God

Amen


For Cheryl and DonDeena
June, 2011
Christie




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