Without a Doubt

Cousin Shawn is gone and I

Wish I knew his end.

Late at night, he drove alone,

Texting to a friend.

Left a party, headed home …  

What went on before?

Drinking? Drugs? Or neither one?

How can I be sure?

Yet one day he’d prayed that God
Would forgive his past.

Had he meant those words? Had Shawn

 Come to Christ at last?

Questions chase each other down

Streets as dark as sin;

Doubting shrouds my mind as I

   Face this fear within.

But I know that God is good—

Judging is His role.

 I can trust that He will be

Fair to every soul.

Cousin Shawn is gone and yet

Time keeps ticking on. …

I will live my life for Christ,

Though my friend is gone.