Wednesday, October 5, 2011

For Max

Yesterday my cousin died in a car accident.  It's utterly heartbreaking for a multitude of reasons.  Nonetheless, this is a sonnet I wrote for him, clinging as tightly as I can to the words of 1 Thessalonians 4:13.


Today the wicked one approached my eyes
To steal, with news of violent death, my tears
His serpent stomach hungered for the prize
Of tasting on his tongue my liquid fears

And so he tossed at me this horrid word
Of final breaths from you, my kin and friend
And with that word, despair in me was stirred
And sorrow started flooding without end

But right before the foe could fill his cup
Your Savior claimed the tears upon my face
He seized them as His own, then filled them up
With promises of bloody hope and grace

Yes, still my stream of tears for you is long
But now I cry with Easter in my song


Nicholas said...

Lord, have mercy.

Eric said...

Beautifully done, Pastor Fiene. Thank you for sharing it. It is precious.

Luke said...

Beautiful sonnet.

God bless you and your family in this time of trial.

He is risen indeed!

Emommy said...

Our thoughts and prayers are with you and your family.