silent sunday

selah {silent sunday}

Saturday, December 15, 2012

the young, young children, O my brothers,
They are weeping bitterly!
They are weeping in the playtime of the others,
In the country of the free.
-Elizabeth Barrett Browning

My daughter is banging on the piano, my son lamenting because he didn’t get his way, fingerprints are streaked on the windows and toys litter the floors; these things have suddenly became precious to us; today we walk through all moments just glad to to have them. And we’ve found ourselves weeping, weeping on and off, so shaken by all the horrors that keep creeping closer to our door.

All the lovely children!   {selah}

O, America.  I wish for arms long enough to stretch around the whole of you, gather you close and keep you safe. But I have not the length or width, nor height or depth. So my body will wrap around my own, but hear me: come what may, my eyes will look to my neighbor, and my hands! they both be stretched out, offering bread and honey, offering water and wine.

I will not forget that we belong to each other.
*I found this photo on the tumbler site Eski Esvaplarim, and am not sure who originally took it. It struck such a chord with me when I saw it, that I felt compelled to use it here.
*Selah is a Hebrew word which is thought to encompass the meanings ‘lift up’ and ‘pause’.
*You can read The Cry of the Children by Elizabeth Barrett Browning in full here.

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    Stefanie @ Sarcastic Cooking
    Monday, December 17, 2012 at 4:56 am

    What perfect words. Such a sad day for all of us.

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    Saturday, December 15, 2012 at 7:09 pm

    This post couldn’t wait until tomorrow. We need these words today. Thank you, Sarah.

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    Michelle WW
    Saturday, December 15, 2012 at 6:40 pm

    Yesterday was such a sad day. My college students graduated and as I listened to the commencement reflection from one of our Seniors, my heart broke for those children who will never realize the dream of “what will I be when I grow up.” And, when I came home and hugged my sweet little girls, I felt myself grow into motherhood a little more as my heart broke for those families who lost their precious little ones. So many prayers, thoughts of peace and bewildered love sent to their hearts.

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    Helene @ French Foodie Baby
    Saturday, December 15, 2012 at 6:26 pm

    How beautiful. Thank you for sharing. I find myself utterly unable to write about what happened.

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