As I lay in bed last night, trying to go to sleep, a line from John Donne’s famous poem kept racing across my mind: “No man is an island.” His words of so long ago are surely as true today as when he wrote them.
I kept thinking about the tragedy last week in Newtown, CT, especially since just a few of days ago marked the first day of funerals for those who were gunned down. I couldn’t get those families out of my mind … nor the words of the poem.
We are all connected. We are not alone. And when something so tragic happens to one of us, our hearts are all affected.
We grieve for the unspeakable loss so many are facing, both now and in the days ahead. We realize that these losses could just as readily have been our own.
We want to reach out and show our love, compassion, sympathy, and concern. It’s important for those who are directly affected to realize that we do care – and that they are not alone.
Truly, no man is an island. In the family of man, we are all connected. And when someone dies, the symbolic bell rings for each of us. I think it’s a reminder to reach out, to allow ourselves to feel in the most human ways, and to demonstrate love to our fellow man.
In life, in death, and in grief — we are not alone. We have each other, and more than anything, we have a God who cares more than we know.
© 2012 Judy Brizendine