Sunday, February 24, 2019

comfort, my people

“As a mother comforts her
   so I will comfort you;
   you shall be comforted in
         Jerusalem.”  Isaiah 66:13

on playgrounds
where skinned knees
and hurtful words abound;
at borders where
families at torn apart;
in hospice rooms,
where loved ones
take that final breath
to leap into your love:

comfort us,
tender God,
comfort us.

© 2019 Thom M. Shuman

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