better than yesterday
i’m your father… i know
I was with her when I imagined her
I saw her before there was time
and before the mountains stood
and the oceans sang
before the great forests
were just little children
she was my child
better than yesterday
i’m your father… i know
what you see as trial
I see as triumph
what you see as pain
I see as refining
what you see as darkness
is just light to Me
is just another step
upon the light of eternity
a small thread
in the tapestry
an immeasurable stroke of the brush
on this canvas of beauty
for she is a masterpiece
radiant in my love
held in My arms
better than yesterday
i’m your father… i know
I saw yours too
fear and trust
doubt and peace
such a crazy dance
it is the unseen real
that you must see
it is the end of the rope
that you must release
you sound better today
better than yesterday
i’m your father… i know
to know your pain
I have suffered
beyond all suffering
give yourself to me
I am acquainted
with your deepest grief
and I know how alone
you feel
how helpless
out of control
alone
just give yourself to me
better than yesterday
i’m your father… i know
that’s what your
earthly papa said
when he called you
you see I gave him to you
he knows
and please hear Me
I’m your Father
I know
rutakintome pictures 
WOW! So beautiful and heartfelt … I am speechless!
Thank you Denise. My bride is home from the hospital. So grateful. Thanks for stopping by.
Although the signs always said not to, I took pictures in the chemo pods because I was so amazed by the bright primary colors in there, like big lego plastic preschool blocks–it was so jarring. But I always remember the hospital rooms and the ER rooms in black and white, which I felt was as it should be: somber, reflective, eternal, as if the pictures could have been taken any time. The hands: so perfectly beautiful. The photos are poetry, too.
Thank you and thanks for visiting.