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April 27, 2001

Mac asked me to say grace last night

the whole family seated around supper

except for you

our first meal incomplete

I could scarcely choke the words around my tears

suddenly it was just too much to bear

it should never have had to happen

death is alien to our purpose

the result alone of ancient ingrown sin

a grief too great to carry

as is the mercy that brought to God’s home

you who used to live in ours

great is our God who has overwhelmed our curse

with a life beyond expression

death our foe will yet be vanquished

its sting forever stilled

our Lord who sits in glory

will take us forever home