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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