The coming day after the darkest of nights
May be the one that redeems, the one where at last there is light.
Never a guarantee accompanies each sunrise
That moments later I will live and breathe without compromise.
The seizing of my being, the cries of despair
Have gone on too long little Julie: even my bigger self can no longer repair,
The damage, the trauma, yes that goes beyond me
My Lord holds those tears that fill the seas of this earthly iniquity.
But one day I will be whole as He promised, oh yes He did
Joy replacing all the sorrow and where life will be just right, just as He said.
If next week brings some answers then so be it too
I do have wee bits of hope for some sleep now leaves me more rested, anew.
My brain can handle more of the stuff of life these days
With the exception of the medical provider’s drama where I have to focus the way.
I shall trust in my Savior whether or not we achieve the goal
Even if the storm inside wanes incomplete, in my spirit I shall always remain whole.
For my Jesus made me just as I am: Just Julie, your friend
And you too Gentle Reader: in His image welcome at His table now and til the end.
Won’t you dine in His presence with me unto glory eternally(?)
If we but believe the heavenly realms shall always be in the clearing for us to see!
Yes, Ima gonna hang in there a little longer . . . You do too, k? JJ