Dearly Beloved,
Grace and Peace to you.
Yom HaShoah
Holocaust Remembrance Day
Children in a line
disappear one by one
through a sooty door.
Who remembers
what they are leaving,
who they used to be?
Our fear is the fuel
for the furnace.
There is always more.
Forgiveness comes,
but first we are stripped
of our forgetfulness,
standing naked in line,
breathing the foul air.
There is no demarcation
between any of us now.
A pile of ragged things
we once clung to.
Who remembers
who we used to be?
They go first; we may follow:
children in a line
disappear one by one
into the mercy of God.
Deep Blessings,
Pastor Steve
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