Stille Nacht

No, it was not a dream.
We wake on bitter knees
playing 52 card pick-up.
Of the things that befall us
this one pierces deeper for
lost are the least of these.
The killing of children is
the killing of everything.
 
Tomorrow’s temptation will
be strong – to profess creeds
with uncrossed fingers.
Today we walk in shadows
of faith, that is, in doubt.
Suffer the little children.
They are going to be buried
for a long, long time.
 
 
 

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11 Comments

  1. nwhannas on December 15, 2012 at 3:10 pm

    took my breath away.

    i just can’t…

  2. melissafed on December 15, 2012 at 4:36 pm

    Holy beautiful….

  3. David Blase on December 15, 2012 at 5:35 pm

    My sermon Sunday will be “The slaughter of the innocents” from Matthew 2:16-18
    Dad

  4. Diana Trautwein on December 15, 2012 at 6:43 pm

    If I had any real breath to draw, this would have taken it right away. Have had very little of that stuff since yesterday morning…

  5. Elizabeth Gaucher on December 15, 2012 at 10:52 pm

    Reblogged this on Esse Diem and commented:
    Sometimes only a poet can touch the truth.

  6. Steve and Lisa Stapp on December 16, 2012 at 4:09 am

    Yes, they are going to be buried for a long, long time. Sometimes we are tempted to say, “God, you can’t fix this.”

  7. patriciaspreng on December 16, 2012 at 5:42 am

    wordless…

  8. Rich on December 16, 2012 at 6:41 am

    John, you broke my heart in the best way.

  9. tersiaburger on December 16, 2012 at 9:56 pm

    Poignant and so powerful!!

  10. Sam's Branch on December 17, 2012 at 3:55 pm

    Every parent worries once again.

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