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Bit by bit

Linda’s mother passed away and I was thinking of John Donne’s poem “Death Be Not proud”. Soon the following was flowing from me. It expresses, in part, what the family has been experiencing.



Death came not with one fell stroke

We lost her bit by bit

Life force nibbled by a legion of lazy piranha

Until finally she slipped from our presence into His.

We lost her bit by bit.

Death crept glacially we hardly noticed her going

How do we mourn the thousands of indignities slowly slipping brings?

Death has done its final worst but we do not mourn but sigh “Relief!”

We lost her bit by bit, but she’s now whole.

She had a life before the ignominious slow slide

She has life again beyond all ignominy

It is we who now need wholeness

We who both feel and don’t feel the loss

Or thousand losses

For we lost her bit by bit.


One comment on “Bit by bit

  1. I think this is a very graphic description of Mom’s decline over the past 7 years as TIA’s and major strokes took parts of her from us. Several times we thought she was going but she kept bouncing back, 3 steps back, 1 or 2 steps forward, 4 steps back, 1 step forward. We’ve been grieving her losses for over 6 years, but now we celebrate her gain, complete wholeness in Jesus’ very Presence. Hallelujah!

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