After our sister Jane’s death, Margie and I, working long retail hours, did not communicate very often. Although we did not speak about our loss, Margie sent me a poem she’d written. She eloquently expressed her feelings in it.
Who has broken into our lives?
Who has spoken to our brokenness?
Who keeps breaking into our presence?
We don’t have all the answers.
We do have a lot of questions.
We search in a world of bereft.
Descent upon our hearts, for we need renewing away.
We await your love and power to heal and bless.
Refresh us now. Enlighten us now.
Our bodies have given us pain and we need healing.
Our emotions have been bruised, and we need your comfort.
Descend upon our hearts this day.
Excerpted from Celebration of Sisters, available at Celebration of Sisters: It Is Never Too Late To Grieve: Lipson, Judy: 9781608082674: Amazon.com: Books
To read more from Judy, Father’s Death Triggers Grief of Sibling-Loss – Open to Hope