19/02/2017
These past months have been heartbreaking as we saw Laura and Andres go, yet we rejoice in knowing that they have been reunited and are now basking in the good glory of our Father.
I have to say, that there are honestly no words to describe how amazing Rafael and Consuelo, their parents, are. Thank you for showing us that our strength is safe guarded within Christ and his Hope. Rafael, I have never seen someone so strong as to speak and thank others and be their comfort when everything seems so uncertain; your prayer was one of the rawest and most beautiful we have ever heard. Consuelo, in the face of darkness you proclaimed the Gospel, your word and testimony are forever engraved in our minds and hearts.
Here is a poem written in honor of their strength and in honor of our friends.
ode: a lyric poem, typically one in the form of an address to a particular subject, written in varied or irregular metre
Ode to Stories that We Never Got to Tell
This poem is
An ode to the hearts that remain,
An ode to their lives full of days,
An ode more for us than for them,
An ode to stories we never got to tell.
An ode to the broken hearts full of hope,
To uninterrupted lives that this broke,
An ode,
To the hurting and the lost,
To the confused; to the mad.
Perhaps an ode to the remembrance of yester years,
And the dreams frustrated by recent shortcomings,
An ode for us, the ones who remain.
An ode to hope and tomorrow and at last a land of endlessness,
An ode to their amazing lives lacking worthlessness.
An ode to the memory of who they are,
An ode to the stories that we never got to tell,
And the places we never got to go,
Because it well pleased the Lord,
That you told stories to us only imaginable,
And went to places to us unfathomable.
Yes, this poem is
An ode to the mockery of death,
And what’s left of it,
That old snake,
And ode to life and the promise still:
That He will one day wipe our tears.
An ode to life and the promise true:
“Death has been swallowed up in victory!”
“Death has been swallowed up in victory!”
“Death has been swallowed up in victory!”
An ode to Life and His promise faithful:
Now the Warrior and the Princess
Walk hand in hand with their Creator,
Now the Warrior and the Princess,
Are at home with their Redeemer,
Now the Warrior and the Princess,
Tell the Purposeful Maker
The stories we never got to tell,
And go to places we never got to go,
Until…yes, only until
We have entirely let go of this world,
And to Him, and therefore them, we lift our souls.
This poem
Amongst heartbreak and hope
Is nothing more,
Than an ode,
To the stories we never got to tell,
And the places we never got to go,
Just an ode,
To the people we became,
Because we met them one day.
In memory of Princess Laura and Warrior Andres. Es solo un Hasta luego.
