I wrote the poem below after reading the book Tragic Redemption by Hiram Johnson.
Path Through Tragic Pain
God's solution for crushing tragedy
is not an offer of a miraculous remedy.
God offers not a formula to eliminate or insulate.
Instead God calls us on the path to participate.
God's grace transforming our places of humiliation,
such is the journey of tragic redemption.
Words wise and true are meant as a tool,
but wrongly used are just plain cruel.
'What ifs' only chain us to the past.
Blame games brings healing which does not last
Naive expectations seek for faith to work like magic,
yet, by faith we walk through the tragic,
Various addictions help excuse our real condition.
They block the way for helpful consolation.
Tragic pain easily becomes fused into a sick self-identification.
A calloused soul greatly needing tragic redemption.
Tragic feelings deep and real are not the center of the universe.
'No one knows the trouble I've seen' needs another verse.
Other's tragedies might not be as bad,
While some are far worse than what we had.
Sucking others into our misery,
creates a path to further insanity.
Locked in by self centered rage,
like a wild animal in a cage.
Bitterness creates an illusion of security and control.
Yet, it will not make one whole.
Expecting and demanding perfection creates dark isolation.
The courage to be imperfect brings salvation.
Controlling, rationalizing and intellectualizing spreads darkness in our
while accepting ourselves as flawed returns the dawn of life into our
Isolated souls existing around like souls, hurt, kill and destroy each other.
Connected souls living around similar souls, treat each other like sister