Psalm 107:25-26,28-30 CSB
He spoke and raised a stormy wind that stirred up the waves of the sea. Rising up to the sky, sinking down to the depths, their courage melting away in anguish, Then they cried out to the LORD in their trouble, and he brought them out of their distress. He stilled the storm to a whisper, and the waves of the sea were hushed. They rejoiced when the waves grew quiet. Then he guided them to the harbor they longed for.
The calendar says Lent is over and today begins a time of celebration. But truthfully, I haven’t felt like rejoicing today. Easter doesn’t seem right this year. That’s hard to because I know what this day means — I know how important the resurrection is and without it, we would be truly hopeless. But it hasn’t held the joy it has in the past years. Another rough night meant no Easter sunrise. When we can’t all attend church, there isn’t cute family picture to post. No, instead we spent most of the day in the dark because light can be overstimulating and even painful for Austin. We did our best to keep the noise level to a minimum to avoid agitation — which means even childrens’ carefree laughter must be hushed. No, Easter definitely does not feel right. I feel like we are stuck somewhere in the dark of Thursday approaching the utter loss of Friday. The hope and the joy is Sunday seems to be nowhere in sight.
Oh, how I long for the peace of a calm harbor! But we have reached the end of #lent and #40daysoflake , and I don’t have a for our story. The storm continues to rage, and all we can do is keep hanging on.
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