Changing Perspectives: A New School

This art is not mine, but I saw it on social media and it has stayed with me, bringing peace and hope.

My blog theme this month is Changing Perspectives. I’m writing from different spaces and viewpoints. When my friend Glenda Funk shared that she would be traveling through Uvalde, Texas on an upcoming trip and offered to post a written tribute at the monument, I wrote this poem and sent it by email for her to print and take with her. Tears well in my heart for those grieving families who have lost their loved ones. Hope fills my heart as I imagine what really happened that day.

A New School 

I’ve often wondered

When horrific things happen

Why God allows it

But we’ll never know

Why they were taken so young

This side of Heaven

I’ve never believed

We die in fear, suffering

But that Jesus comes

In those moments to 

Gather us into His arms

Before we die here

I see His presence

Imagine His bright aura

Stepping into class

“Children, come with me,”

He’d said, before the gunman

Ever opened fire

Souls were already

Safely climbing Heaven’s steps ~

Joy, not fear, was theirs

Twenty one sweet souls

Left their bodies, took His hand

Climbed to pearly gates

Leaving holes in hearts

Of all of those who loved them 

But feeling no pain

I believe Jesus 

Died for us, suffered our death

Comes back to take us

Beautiful angels

Whose learning began anew:

How to Soar with Wings

                   -Kim Haynes Johnson

Acts 2: 26 Therefore my heart is glad and my tongue rejoices; my body also will rest in hope, 27 because you will not abandon me to the realm of the dead, you will not let your holy one see decay. 28 You have made known to me the paths of life; you will fill me with joy in your presence.’

*With gratefulness to Glenda Funk, a fellow writer at www.ethicalela.com, who will this poem at the monument on her way through Uvalde.  May God’s peace comfort the grieving families who have lost their loved ones in this tragedy. 

Special thanks to Slice of Life for giving writers space and voice.

6 Replies to “Changing Perspectives: A New School”

  1. Kim,
    Your poem is beautiful. It comes from such a tender heart, I know. My own poems have taken a darker turn, and even at this late date I’m trying to find the right words to share w/ the Uvalde community. Maybe that’s not the correct approach. Maybe I need to just be honest and true to my own vision of grief and what must happen to end the carnage, but I worry that’s not what a grieving community needs right now. I have today to figure it all out.

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    1. Glenda, you always find the right words exactly. I know you will find them today. I keep thinking of Lexi Rubio’s mother’s words about her daughter wanting to be an attorney so she could make a difference. “Please make sure she makes one now,” the mother pleaded. There is such hope and promise in those words. Maybe. Just maybe the powers will listen. Truth and honesty of your vision is what is needed – a nation rising to higher standards!

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  2. Uvalde is on my mind every day, Kim. It is a heaviness in my heart. I had such a hard time with words that day and many days after. Your poem offers comfort on many levels, from the wondering why (it is a broken world; people are broken) to trust – which is also beautifully reflected in the verses from Acts. I pray for Uvalde to experience an outpouring of love. I pray that poems and prayers help. Thank you for these words.

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