In memory of Alex Steddom

Why is it so surprising
when a sunset blazes red across the sky
and my throat closes because of the beauty?
Though it makes me gasp and tingle,
it's easy to see God there.

But when the last breath blows away a loved one's life
and my heart constricts and tears run hot because of grief,
there
right there
God seems a little out of reach.

It's hard to see a loving Father in the midst of the hot ugly messes
but
it's not impossible if you expect to see Him.

Look.