Yesterday marked the 70th anniversary of the liberation of Auschwitz.
Today, as a family, we attended a funeral for a member of our small congregation.
We have had three funerals this last year, which may not be many,
but when our numbers are so few, another seems like a lot.
&, to each one, I have brought my children.
Maybe, some say, a child's place is not in with the mourners.
That death and grief are too much.
They do not dress in black.
They wear happy, clean, bright clothes,
& shine with the hope of a complete faith
that everything will be all right.
We might be one less today,
or
many million less, 70 years ago,
but the 3 shinning faces in the back row
bring comfort in the promise of things yet to come.
So long as there is still 1 soul to carry on,
We can never be extinguished.
*Title provided by Writer(s): Nathaniel Joseph Ruess, Jeff Bhasker, Jack Antonoff, Andrew Dost, Nate Ruess
