A Sparrow Fell
From Suzy (Flappy) to God
A sparrow fell - and no one heard.
Nobody cares. It was just a bird.
From all the numberless flitting throng
Of sparrows, who would miss one song?
But God leaned down and whispered 'I care,
T'was one of my sparrows and I was there'.
Our Peter (Harry) was killed, full of sunshine and laughter
Full of youthful wild times and some regrets later
And hurts to smooth over, and deeds to applaud
A young man fell; Where were you God?
A young man fell; Why weren't you there?
Is it only for sparrows and such that you care?
If you're God at all - then you could have prevented
This nightmare of pain. So you must have consented.
I've always believed You were loving and good.
I'd like to believe still, if only I could.
But God, if you love me, how can you allow
Such unbearable pain as I'm feeling right now.
Such helplessness - hopelessness - bitter regret,
So many tears that have fallen and yet
So many more that are still locked inside.
Oh God - out there somewhere, have YOU ever cried?
I'm not even sure anymore, that you're real,
But if you are God, do you care how I feel?
From God to Suzy (Flappy)
Beloved I care. In the midst of your grief,
In the midst of your stricken and crumbling belief,
In the midst of the blackness of total despair,
In the midst of your questionning, child, I am there,
In the midst not far off, in some vague fifth dimension,
But there, where you are, giving you my attention.
My constant attention - and not just today.
Since before you were born, I have loved you this way.
Your're important to me, every hair on your head
I have numbered myself. Can these tears that you shed
Go uncounted? Unnoticed? Nay, child, here I stand
Close enough that each teardrop falls into my Hand.
Nor am I a stranger to anguish - to loss
My own Son was taken one day - by a cross.
I know what you suffer. I know what you'll gain,
If you'll let me walk with you into your pain,
I'll carry your grief, and your sorrow I'll bear,
You've only to reach out your hand - I am there.
Let me walk with you now, through the long heavy days;
Let me slowly begin changing heartache to praise.
Take hold of my hand, child, take hold of my love.
I will lead you to joys that you yet know not of.
Your faith may be weak, and your trust incomplete,
But I'll not walk too fast for your stumbling feet.
ANON (from 'A Heartbeat Away' by Flappy Lane Fox
From Mum on 19/04/2008