Funeral poem

"Anonymous asks:
My dad died and tomorrow is the funeral do u kno any poems that are short that may relate to a teenage girl who was never close to her dad bc he did drugs?"

Dear Anonymous,

I am sorry to hear about your dad. This is a hard time for anyone, whether or not you were close to him. I'm afraid I've missed the funeral, but for someone whose life was probably not very peaceful, the 23rd Psalm could be a good choice--it talks about finding rest and peace in God's presence:

"Because the Lord is my Shepherd, I have everything I need!

He lets me rest in the meadow grass and leads me beside the quiet streams. He gives me new strength. He helps me do what honors him the most.

Even when walking through the dark valley of death I will not be afraid, for you are close beside me, guarding, guiding all the way.

You provide delicious food for me in the presence of my enemies. You have welcomed me as your guest; blessings overflow!

Your goodness and unfailing kindness shall be with me all of my life, and afterwards I will live with you forever in your home."

-- The Book (Tyndale House Publishers)

If this doesn't feel totally authentic for you, you might also try this verse from Ecclesiastes 3:1-8:
For everything there is a season, and a time for every matter under heaven:
a time to be born, and a time to die;
a time to plant, and a time to pluck up what is planted;
a time to kill, and a time to heal;
a time to break down, and a time to build up;
a time to weep, and a time to laugh;
a time to mourn, and a time to dance;
a time to throw away stones, and a time to gather stones together;
a time to embrace, and a time to refrain from embracing;
a time to seek, and a time to lose;
a time to keep, and a time to throw away;
a time to tear, and a time to sew;
a time to keep silence, and a time to speak;
a time to love, and a time to hate;
a time for war, and a time for peace.

Finally, I have a hymn that I think is very hopeful, called "Hymn of Promise."

"In the bulb there is a flower; in the seed, an apple tree;
In cocoons, a hidden promise: butterflies will soon be free!
In the cold and snow of winter there’s a spring that waits to be,
Unrevealed until its season, something God alone can see.

There’s a song in every silence, seeking word and melody;
There’s a dawn in every darkness, bringing hope to you and me.
From the past will come the future; what it holds, a mystery,
Unrevealed until its season, something God alone can see.

In our end is our beginning; in our time, infinity;
In our doubt there is believing; in our life, eternity,
In our death, a resurrection; at the last, a victory,
Unrevealed until its season, something God alone can see."

I hope these are some ideas that you might be able to use when you're thinking about your dad. I'm sorry to hear that he died, and I hope that you will be able to let go of him gently, but that you'll let yourself be upset about it if you need to be.

Prayers,

Amy

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