We have a diagnosis
Or as Steve calls it,
“The first day of the rest of my life…”
It’s name is ALS.
My heart is hurting in ways and places it has never hurt before
However (and this is a big however),
I didn’t know it would be like this
I didn’t know how His bringing beauty from ashes would work, exactly
I thought there would be a waiting period
First, sowing tears, then
after all grief is spent,
with a wide buffer of time and distance from the source of the heartache
could one expect a season of joy.
I was wrong.
For as surely as the sorrow is right here, right now,
so is the beauty,
It’s like a dance of joy in a rainstorm of tears
An odd juxtaposition, to be sure
it is truly
remarkable thing I have ever
For I am convinced that neither death nor life, neither angels nor demons, neither the present nor the future, nor any powers, neither height nor depth, nor anything else in all creation, will be able to separate us from the love of God that is in Christ Jesus our Lord. Romans 8