"Do not let your hearts be troubled. Trust in God; trust also in me. In my Father's house are many rooms; if it were not so, I would have told you. I am going there to prepare a place for you." John 14: 1-2
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We think we're the ones who must furnish a place and
we move the sorrow in first,
a big, awkward couch into the dark living room
lumpy and gray
never questioning its place there in the center.
We move it in first
then try,
after the fact,
to make room for the delicate table lamp
hand-painted porcelain
that we remember, too late,
was yours
although we don't have it,
or you,
anymore.
But we lie uncomfortably
in the dark
heartsick, knowing
your lamp will have no place here--
not next to the gray, lumpy couch
that was there first.
Only now, we're too tired
and it's too big
to move out
alone.
And then we hear your whispers--
Stop. Be still.
Undo what has been done.
After all,
you hate gray.
And then wait, instead,
in trust.
We may not remember your lamp, but we know
it will coordinate --
you will coordinate--
with music and color and comfort--
so for now
we must line the walls of our hearts with trust
and curl up on trust and leave space to sometimes dance
with trust.
Because your lamp shines in the Father's house--
in the room you've already prepared--
and you are dancing in its light
waiting, untroubled,
for us.
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