La Vie de Miccah Marie
my thoughts on life, love, faith, and motherhood
FMF: Grief ON earth
This was a 5 minute free-write based on the word GRIEF, from Five Minute Friday, a writing community. If you’d like to read others’ work, click here
The memory of pain
The memory of love
Twists hearts and wrings out tears
Loved ones lost
Loved ones stolen too soon
Selfishly wanting to bring them back
To this world of hurt and anger and fear
Blinking back watering eyes and looking up to heaven, we cry
Come back!
But it isn’t our loved ones who will return.
It is only Jesus who will.
Our hope lies in one day seeing Him
And all that caused such grief on earth will melt away
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The MOPS blog article I wrote entitled Love Times Two
The Laughing Gateau
La Vie de Miccah Marie 
Oh, this is beautiful, Miccah! Yes, our hope is in Jesus. Blessings to you!
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Thank you Gayl!
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WOW! Thst was truly powerful! I wish I could deliver a message in a few short sentences the way you just did!
Terri D
#11 FMF
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Awe, thank you so much Terri for your comments and for stopping by!
Miccah
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I have tried to post my comment on here three times. I filled out my name, my I’d and my password. It took me to WordPress where I again filled in my name and password. It brought me back to here. So I will try one last time… Great blog! Powerful message in just a few lines.
Terri D
#11 FMF
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Hi Terri! I can see all your comments. I have it set up so that I approve all comments before they show up on my comment wall. I really appreciate you leaving me a message!
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Great thoughts on a hard topic. Y’all inspired the sonnet below; hope you like it.
I know that they are safe with Him,
He who won the victory
over death, but is it sin
to rather have them safe with me?
So many names and faces,
so many hearts that once touched mine,
so many small bright graces
from each one, spark of Divine.
Far too quickly pass the years,
to dim bright mem’ry with time’s dust,
inpervious to bitter tears,
and now I can but trust
that death’s not end, but bright fresh start;
we’ll meet again within God’s heart.
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Love it, Andrew! Exactly!
hugs,
Miccah
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