One Hundred Forty Four For the Survivors

One Hundred Forty Four
For the Survivors

You sound the closing bell, Holy One,
Ringing through time to reshape this future,
Life changing, shattering,
Dreams of hopes revised in an instant.
Unleash the tears and anger
As I offer them to You,
As You take them for healings’ sake,
Someday transforming to peace and calm.
Untie me from old bitterness,
From thoughts of should-have-been
As I find strength in Your unchanging concern,
And take succor from the constancy of Your love.

Debbie Perlman, Flames to Heaven