My college roommate, Jax, had been battling cancer for 2.5 years. As of yesterday, February 8, at 1:22 a.m., there’s a new rose in Heaven’s garden.
I’ll be writing a post about her — she’s among the people who inspired my climb. Until then, I can’t help but think about the beauty she brings to God’s garden.
Jax, I love you. My heart is broken, but all the love I can muster goes to you, Britton and your families.
The Rose Still Grows Beyond the Wall
by A.L. FrinkNear a shady wall a rose once grew,
Budded and blossomed in God’s free light:
Watered and fed by morning dew,
Shedding its sweetness day and night. As it grew and blossomed fair and tall,
Slowly rising to loftier height,
It came to a crevice in the wall,
Through which there shone a beam of light.
Onward it crept with added strength
With never a thought of fear or pride,
It followed the light through the crevice length,
And unfolded itself on the other side.The light, the dew, the broadening view
Were found the same as they were before.
And it lost itself in beauties new.
Breathing its fragrance more and more.Shall claim of death cause us to grieve,
And make our courage faint or fall?
Nay, let us faith and hope receive,
The rose still grows beyond the wall.Scattering fragrance far and wide,
Just as it did in days of yore.
Just as it did on the other side,
Just as it will forevermore.
Hey awesome you! Thank you for a great poem. I will be thinking of you as you climb and know that she is your inspiration…. mine too!
Your name didn’t come through, but thank you for the support!
She was incredible — she inspired so many of us.
You are an amazing person. I feel blessed to have met you.