My Father Who Is In Heaven
My father who is in heaven,
I sure do miss you like hell.
I’ve got friends who pray to
Mary the mother of God.
You were a close friend of God,
one of the true-bluest I knew, so
I’m betting if it works with Mary
then it’s got to work with you too.
Yes, you know some would take issue
with this, that such prayer siphons
off glory earmarked for God as if
God is a car and glory is God’s gas,
as if God’s low fuel light might
come on and God might get nervous…
Mom misses you like crazy. I believe
you miss her too although I don’t
understand how grief works in heaven.
Some would insist there’s no grief
there, but I’ve wondered about that lately.
Maybe it’s not contaminated like it is
down here. Maybe grief where you are
is pure, and as such burns cleaner and
brighter, more efficient. Maybe.
I love you, Dad. Talk to you soon.
Oh, my, this feels familiar. Yeah, God ain’t no new car – and talking/praying with Saints in no way siphons off a blasted thing. Keep working/thinking/processing out loud, okay? All of it is enormous gift. Thank you.
Maybe I will meet him some end of time as we know it.
This sentiment soars in my spirit! One of the poems in my new book is in honor of the Virgin Mary! As a fierce daughter of the Reformation, I mostly ignored her in my previous religious life, but following my widowhood, and I met and married a Catholic gentleman, I began to reflect on her role as viewed in his heritage. I cite the changing of the water into wine as pretty persuasive evidence that Jesus listens to his “mama”!!
Words that speak to me. Faith that functions. Love that I can hang on to.
Thank you for making it real, John.
Whatever story ends up being true about our life after death, I am certain it’s not as simple as we’ve over-simplified it to be, and I appreciate your thoughts.
Beautiful words spoken from a torn and broken heart. ❤️??
I love you John – you’re a good man! Runs in the family!
Your words are what so many others feel about your Grief and theirs – Your Dad did my Mom and Dad’s funeral Anna and he were such a blessing and I too speak to them daily and miss them with rejoicing I can still have memories and a promise that we will all be together forever someday – And my someday can not come soon enough. God bless all of you and continue your feelings please!
May God have mercy on Brother David…as I knew him…I feel your pain…he married us almost 27 years ago…kindest a soul I ever met on this earth…
I’m so sorry. It’s just so hard.
Wow. I don’t have words to express the emotion this evokes. I admit, my relationship with my own dad is complicated, thus the lack of adequate words – their spectrum is long and wide. I am sitting here with you in Spirit, holding you and your family close and loose. It is a deep, deep privilege to bear witness to the road you currently travel.
My father has been gone for many, many years. Yet reading this brought me to tears. The “missing” never goes away. Thank you for these touching thoughts.