Something from Sam

Something from Sam

Our son Sam wrote this recently:

Here is something I wrote today, just a few thoughts for anyone willing to read them. Mostly inspired by the weather, and my being sick, but meant to talk about real trials and tough times. I hope, if you are going through a trial, that this will give you perspective. Enjoy.

Tunnel

On those days when I can’t keep warm,

When I come home with a shivering fever,

The 5 foot snow banks outside remain static, like lions guarding the house from any signs of Spring.

My breath doesn’t disappear inside these walls.

The bumps on my arms don’t scatter away.

There is every reason in the world to stare out into the black and ask “Why?”

Why is this my ending?

Why is the light not growing any closer as I run toward it?

But I won’t.

I won’t ask.

You’ve saved me from asking questions like that. And it doesn’t need to be a sunny Friday afternoon for me to believe.

The lights illuminate the frozen air, and the cars move so slow, one after another like insects. Better yet, like people. People trying to reach their homes, their families, their suburban utopias that never quite give them all they want.

God, inspire me to break free.

I must be free, and I’m sorry for ever calling this world home.

I’m so cold here, without you.

I’m so cold, so sick here.

Where is the Savior? Show me your second coming, because I missed your first, but I have faith. Show me your second coming in the clouds, because they won’t seem to break. But if your answer to my prayer is no, then give me faith and patience.

The LORD gives, and the LORD takes away; blessed be the name of the LORD.

SKD

(Job 1:21)