119 - Someday I Will Be Comforted

The events of the past week in Littleton, Colorado have been staggering. As I have watched and read the unfolding story, I look at the faces and the school and the homes and the community and see my own. Too many similarities. Rabbi Fred Greenspahn of Congregation Beth Shalom in Littleton spoke at the large memorial service on Sunday. He said: "We have learned from this that our community is not the place that we thought it was. That safety is not achieved by living in a particular neighborhood or among certain people. May we learn from this tragedy to be better than we have been." This psalm was written after the assassination of Yitzak Rabin. It seems as appropriate now.

One Hundred Nineteen

Someday I Will Be Comforted

Someday
I will be comforted, Holy One;
I will shudder to silence, wiping tears.
I will gaze into unfocused distance;
I will return to Your Arms.

Someday
I will be comforted, Holy One
With assurance of a steady world,
With dawn’s returning,
With the dying of bitter winds.

Someday
I will be comforted, Holy One.
I will turn away horrors; lighting paths
For the peaceful days to come,
I will return to Your Arms.