scattered lives

"from the end of the earth i will cry to You,
when my heart is overwhelmed;
lead me to the rock that is higher than i"
-psalm 61:2

jan. 6. 08.

a sad sad day. uncle john died.
the sky was angry and windy and beautiful,
all at the same time...

"it's as if God knows we're upset"
-jeremy

we loved you so so much uncle john.
your time here was too short, and it
ended in the blink of an eye.
tell God we need all the extra angels
down here. because we're still sad.

"goodnight my sweet prince,
and flights of angels sing thee to thy rest"
-shakespeare


still sad.

evz