our years as a tale that is told… So teach us to number our
days, that we may apply our hearts unto wisdom.
With Barbara’s life cut short these words tore my heart as
her disease tore hers. But, they also provided the path each
of us needs to live out the remainder of our own lives. When
we talked about when one of us would die, we said to each
other that “life must go on” and so it has but different. Years
ago a good friend wrote this poem as his death grew near. It
touched me then and more so now.
Life is wonderful
When there are others to love and touch.
And even when you can’t touch
there’s still food and wine.
And when the taste for food is gone
there’s music to feed the heart.
And when you can no longer hear the music
there’s art to fill the eyes.
And when the eyes can no longer see
you can still know the touch of a friendly hand
and feel thoughts and heaven, on your mind.
And when that touch is no longer felt
and the thoughts are no longer yours.
Take stock, for you must know
to dear G-d it’s time to go.
Children... G-d gives... G-d protects... Love G-d.
Psalm 87, 90; Genesis 47:27-48:7; 1 Corinthians 10:1-13;
Mark 7:1-23
These Lenten meditations were written by the people
of St. Barnabas' for the people of St. Barnabas' as part
of our recognition of the 50th anniversary of the founding
of this church. We hope that you will find them helpful
in your own Lenten devotions.
