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God created the heavens and the earth with His Word.
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Dance at the Deathbed Vigil
These lamp-bright hours line up like partners for the darkening. Slowly we wane, weak-eyed in the soft-shoe silence after friends long weary of musical chairs have lost their place in this game of objects pulled out from under. But if now is part of forever, I want to stay awake, keep watch with you. At the last you ask me to read your favorite psalm, a verse about the one who guards your going out and in: not to this sterile ward but gold-paved liberty on the arm of someone strong enough to spin you graceful around and hold you up-- along with love’s dead weight of grief as you fail to turn and tap once more my shoulder before waltzing off to cross the one-way street.
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