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I came across this poem this weekend.  It moved me more than watching Sisters Keeper [1] did.
Its by Don Miller (author of the great Blue Like Jazz) and I found it very profound.

The Proper Grieving of a Fallen World

A Poem for Aiden Reeves


Do you remember, Aiden, when we were naming animals,

and the serpent fooled that ignorant couple with a trick,

and then all the birthing came with screaming,

and the fields were filled with weeds?


Perhaps the memory will come back slowly

like it has for the rest of us,

brushing our teeth, counting fifty strokes,

looking through the mirror wanting more.


I don’t want to bother you, I know you’re busy

but is He as good as we want Him to be?

Did you speak to Him or look at Him

as he shoved you through the tubes?


We haven’t been here long, either, but the memories are foggy.

At our worst we wonder if He is real.


Is there anything He wanted you to tell us?

Will you answer while you learn your breathing?

Will something good come from the pain?

What is the proper grieving of a fallen world?


Forgive me, Aiden, for putting this on you.

You can’t remember any more than we.

You go on now, learn your hands and space and time.

Learn your dogs and cats, your soccer stats.


You’ve come into a place, a small community of people

who are learning to name the things we miss.

You can join us if you like.

You’ll be missing something soon.


We don’t have many answers save the one you brought us today,

as your mom and dad stayed up all night

to painfully receive you from the hands of God:

The proper grieving of a fallen world, is joy.

1.  Spoiler Alert: Freaking A people.  I understand the need to change/omit characters and motivation from books for screen but did you have to flipping completely change the point of the story by changing the ending so much? 

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Book: Show us a book that you like to give as a gift.
Submitted by Ross.

OK, i've purchased this book 14 times.  12 of which i've given away, and 2 of which are mine.  I bought one and loaned it out, and then out again, and then needed it for a talk, then bought the second copy for myself, then loaned it out and I still don't have one in my posession.  I gave one to my dad, and it moved him deeply (I think he cried), and for about a year was needling my pastor to read it.  He kept putting it off until someone he respecet as a peer bought it for him and told him he had to read it. I asked him what he though, he said "at first I started reading it, and thought 'what does this pipe smoking, beer drinking, guy who likes to cuss, who has a pastor who likes to cuss, have to tell me about the Love of the Father' and then I read some more, and pretty much spent the next 3 hours repenting" I had to go outside to my car  before I could do my 'I TOLD YOU SO' dance unseen.

But seriously, I love to give this book to people who have the questions, and frustrations with where religion has taken us, because it breathes fresh air into the lungs of our faith.  At one point the author is being interviewed on a radio station and is basically asked about being a christian.  He said something to the effect of. I don't claim to be a christian, because when I say that word, and 10 people hear it, there are 10 different definitions of what that means, good and bad, and all the baggage and expectations that go with those definitions.  Instead this is me. I just love Jesus, and do my best to be like him in my world.   I love this attitude, and this book.  It is well written and engaging, and is a great space in which to breathe in. 

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