Thursday, February 6, 2014

Resurrection: A poem and a memory



     Resurrection
by Katy Huth Jones

Death came, confident of victory.
Winter’s pneumonia
Collapsed lung
Desperate surgery
Ravenous bacteria
Despair.

But a word fitly spoken
sent determination surging
vanquished hopelessness
pushed back death’s icy fingers
with a warm heart
and stubborn German will.

Now each day, each hour
growing stronger
God’s healing power
raises joy from the ashes
and spring blossoms
with new life.

February 2008
My parents, Donna and Walt Huth

A wonderful surgeon's "fitly spoken" words gave my Dad three more years to love his family and create his beautiful gourd art.
Dad's drum won 3rd place in the 2010 Southwest Gourd Art Show
Side view of the drum.
Detail of one of Dad's gourds with 3-D horned toads.
One of his last gourds, using parts cannibalized from my Mom's ukelele.

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