Sunday

The power of forgiveness and openness to something bigger than self

 SUNDAY

 

Sunday, a day for healing

         A day for peace

Yet the world hurts all the same

 

Her brother has been wronged

         Her friend has suffered tragedy

His medical report was not good

         His depression has not left

 

But it’s Sunday, blessed Sunday

         The preacher tells the tale

The news is good

         God is in the land

 

But it’s Sunday and the pain

         Has not departed

The hurt has not subsided

 

It’s Sunday and all is not

         Quiet in the land

All is not peaceful

         Anguish takes no holiday

 

Yet it’s Sunday

         Holy Sunday

And the still small voice

         From deep within

Whispers, “I know”

 

“I understand

         and one day you will too.”