Grief at Arm’s Length 

Looking on His limp body, I know He knows the exhaustion.

My insides feel limp.

His arms span the length of my aching.  All of me held together.                                He says nothing, yet He speaks volumes. 

I know He knows—                                      Not a little, not maybe.                                 He knows completely.                                  His eyes have cried these tears.

His heart has carried this pain.                   So right now He just hugs me

And I need nothing more.                               A hug that completely gets it.                       A hug that shields me,

And absolutely refuses my defeat.                I look again to the crucifix,                       And I’ve never before been so thankful For a God who came down to say           Your burdens are not to be carried alone. 

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