A Layne Post

There is a strange cycle that seems to happen at the hospital; we will go for some time when it seems like people are improving and pushing through, and then suddenly we hit a season of loss. Over the past couple of weeks we have lost four friends.

I was driving home from the hospital the other day, through tears I imagined leaving behind Jon and Anaya and the difficulties they would face of being a single parent and a daughter without a Mom. That is what is happening when we lose a friend. It is not only about them; it is the three children at home, who have not seen their Mommy in 6 months.
And now never will.
It is the siblings who said goodbye to their brother for a short hospital visit, and a year later hear the news he is not coming home.
It’s the tired wife at home hundreds of miles away, who was desperately counting down her husband’s treatment cycles, who hears from a stranger on the phone that death came; it was sudden, unexpected.

Rosa, Fernando, Belvindo, Georgina…

I’ll be honest, sometimes it is overwhelming. Sometimes gathering the strength to walk back into that room of strangers, occupying the beds other friends have died in, is nearly impossible.

But then the lover of our souls comes. He romances us, dances with us, and puts in us His heart of pursuit for the ones He loves. Somehow Spring comes.

Dance With Me by Chris Dupre

Dance with me
O lover of my soul
To the song of all songs
Romance me
O lover of my soul
To the song of all songs

Behold You have come
Over the hills
Upon the mountains
To me You have run
My beloved
You’ve captured my heart

With You I will go
You are my love
You are my fair one
Winter is past
And the springtime has come

Dance with me