Dust
What we are formed from
What we return to
Yet so much more
Dust
scattered so easily
You hold me together
particles clinging
threads intertwined
life breathed in
not dry dead cells
but precious
like gold
dust
You delight in me
and I delight in You
bringing meaning to my moments
and destiny to my dust
This is the poem I wrote for my Nan’s funeral two years ago. We still miss her, and all those who we have loved who are no longer with us. But we have hope that we will be reunited one day.
For you
The wait is over
The frail shell that held you here
Forgotten now as you run freely
Into the arms of the One who always loved you best
Welcomed with joy
Reunited with those who went before you
Celebrating a life well lived
Pain and suffering
Now just a fading memory
For us
Those who are left behind
It is harder
Our wait continues
We keep the memories
Bittersweet memories
Moments of joy
Tinged with the sadness
That you are no longer with us
One day
Our wait will be over too
On a day when all pain and sorrow
Will be at an end
We will meet again
Until then
We must press on
Trusting in Him for what awaits us
Knowing that you have joined the great cloud of witnesses
Cheering us on
Until that day
We wait
And say
Goodbye
For now
It is not me
that has the plan
or needs the plan
I have dreams
Let me never settle
for less than Your dreams for me
Such big ideas
Of where I want to go
Of what I want my life to be
And You see that
Because they are dreams
which You gave me
But that’s what I love about You
You speak – things happen
Ideas into reality
Nothing becomes something
Not just something
Something AMAZING
You are not done yet
I am a work in progress
But Your Word always wins
You always know
What I need to hear
To keep me believing
mayibethemoon 