Sometimes I feel abandoned
By the one who could
Have shed light on this violent pathway
Could have given guidance
Could have helped us find our way
Yet as I walked this morning
Listening to Josh Groban
Sing Up Where You Are;
I cherish all you gave me...
And therein is my way forward
These children who are so precious to me
Are your gift, the presence you left behind
And while I long for your words and inspiration
I see the very things I long for and miss
In these amazing young people
In their courage...his constant prayer for himself
In their anger, sometimes harsh and cutting
In their loving tenderness, couching harsh words in grace
In their loyalty to their friends and family
In their words--spoken and written
And isn't faith believing
all power can't be seen?
Give us courage
To meet the challenges of this day
Give us hope that truth and justice will prevail
Give us strength to rise another day and another
Give us presence when we feel alone
I know you're there
A breath away's not far to where you are
These days I long for Spencer and the wisdom and insight he brought to a world of injustice and violence; wisdom learned from his own experiences of violent racism, applied to daily living. What would he be saying today? Would he go to Ferguson, to Baltimore, to Baton Rouge? In the phone calls and frantic texting and conversations with Johnathan and Jubilee and April Joy, I hear echoes of his courage and call. I see glimpses of his determination and persistence. I find wisdom and guidance and strength for my own journey, and I am reminded that we are not abandoned, just separated physically from Spencer. His words are being written from new pens; his words are being spoken through younger voices; his legacy of truth and justice now continues threefold in these amazing gifts he left with me.
Joanie, you probably don't remember, but you are the one who shared with me Josh Groban's song, Up Where You Are, after Spencer died. I couldn't listen to it very often back in those days, but recently I have found it to be so comforting and precious.
As always dear sis, your words inspire. Yes I think of your dearest husband, gone too soon, and what words and actions he would have in today's events.
ReplyDeleteThanks Elena. So glad we're on this road together.
DeleteIt's so wonderful to see my brother in my nieces and nephew. And Nancy I see how well you raised them. Thank you, sister.
ReplyDeleteThanks dear sis. I've been so blessed to have family who loves and cares for me and my children.
DeleteVery beautiful tribute!
ReplyDeleteAs Ron says the words you write are sad and we know that you must at times feel so alone. We think of you often and wish you were closer; if that is selfish then we are but know you are always in our hearts and you always have a place with us here in our home. Love you forever sis.
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ReplyDeleteBeautiful. Thank you, Nancy. -Rudy Carrasco
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