Thursday, January 10, 2008

Feeling Pensive

I have a friend who just turned eighty-eight
and she just shared with me
that she's afraid of dying.
I sit here years from her experience
and try to bring her comfort

I try to bring her comfort

But what do I know? What do I know?

She grew up singing about the glory land

and she would testify how Jesus changed her life.

It was easy to have faith when she was thirty-four

but now her friends are dying
and death is at her door.
And what do I know? What do I know?


Well I don't know that there are harps in heaven

or the process for earning your wings.

And I don't know of bright lights at the end of tunnels

or any of these things.


She lost her husband after sixty years

and as he slipped away, she still had things to say.

Death can be so inconvenient.

You try to live and love. It comes and interrupts.

And what do I know? What do I know?


Well I don't know that there are harps in heaven

or the process for earning your wings.

And I don't know of bright lights at the end of tunnels

or any of these things.


But I know to be absent from this body

is to be present with the Lord,

and from what I know of him,
that must be pretty good.
Oh I know to be absent from this body

is to be present with the Lord,

and from what I know of him,

that must be very good.


What Do I Know?
Sara Groves

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