I didn’t know what direction our room was facing until the sun blazed through the window after a couple hours of restless sleep. Again, we’re home now; God is amazing. Just sharing what I wrote while in the depths of uncertainty. It’s still hard; the mornings have been harder for some reason. I cried on the way to church this morning. But in coming to be with the body of believers instead of staying home, I was filled with joy as we worshipped together.
“The steadfast love of the LORD never ceases, his mercies never come to an end; they are new every morning; great is thy faithfulness.” Lamentations 3:22-23
The sun came up
Again
Despite everything
It came right over the
Unfamiliar city skyline
Blazing through the
Unfamiliar window
No one plans
An unexpected hospital stay
I wonder how many others
Like me
Have been made to regret coming
In the first place
“Better safe than sorry”
“I’m sure it’s nothing”
I said.
The doctors said.
It would’ve been nothing
If we hadn’t come
It would have healed itself
We would never have known
And would never have been
Falsely accused
Held captive
Needlessly
Unreasonably
But the sun came up
Again
Came shining familiarly though
An unfamiliar window
As if to remind me
That God is unchanging
Still sovereign
Still pouring out love
Pouring out help
Pouring out grace
Like the sun pouring warmth
Into this cold place
Pouring familiar light
Onto my tear-stained face
Jennifer Blacklock 
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