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On A Child's Death
All of Heaven was in mouring,
The day the young man died,
When He closed His eyes, they said,
Ten thousand Angels cried.
The Angels shed their many tears,
Because He was God's son,
But there is a special sadness,
When God takes the very young.
At times like that, I question God,
Why let a Child die?
I cannot understand it,
And I need to ask Him Why?
I too have heard the Angels cry,
I've heard them cry first hand,
For I too gave up a child.
Yes, I recieved God's comfort,
Though I'm grateful, I want more,
I want reasons,I want meaning,
I am a Parent who's Heart is Sore.
God can give,God can take away,
I am well aware of this,
But, why My Baby-Why My Son?
Why did God put them on His list?
Did I love them too much?
Were they too good for this earth?
Had their purposes been filled?
Was that why they were taken first?
I awake each day with questions,
I fall asleep at night, the same,
So many times I ask God,Why?
I'm both sadden and ashamed.
But then, in reflective moments,
when my prayers are most intense,
One word, keeps going through my mind,
Patience-patience-patience.
Maybe now is not the time,
To explain this great heartache,
Even if I knew God's reasons,
What difference would it make?
Can't I just be grateful,
For any time we had?
Accept God's action without question?
Why is that so very bad?
What's my hurry-why my pressure?
Is my faith not strong enough?
God will explain it when He's ready,
Surely,I can trust that much.
God understands my Broken Heart,
He,too gave up a Son,
He knows the pain of one lost child,
He weeps with me and we are one.
Just as I talk to God each day,
I talk to My children,
I blow them kisses, and I say,
See you Hun, In awhile.
Author,Virginia Ellis
(copyright,2000,used with permission)
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