The morning light peeks through the slots of my window coverings prodding me of this new today. A new morning has come and the reality of waking sits heavy on my chest.
My swollen, tear drained eyes pop open instantly as my mind fires off in all directions trying to find my center to land on.
I lie in the bed, not wanting to move.
I begin to fight to recall the day. I am confused what day of the week am I waking to?
Over and over I only can find Thursday in my brain.
Then slowly my mind starts doing deductive reasoning,
I think it is Saturday.
My heart sinks, no, how can it be Saturday already?
I don’t know what Saturday even is because there is only Thursday in my soul.
Imprinted on my heart is forever Thursday.
Though the calendar tries to tell my I have survived 3 day past Thursday, My heart believes everyday is Thursday.
Thursday my world stood still.
Thursday the loudness of the world was drown.
Thursday life forever changed.
I hear only sorrowful sounds of Thursday ringing in my ears, I don’t hear Saturday.
Like a movie reel playing over and over, I see images of the Doctors walking in the waiting room on Thursday. I fight to see Saturday.
Thursday a piece of my soul was ripped out forever.
Thursday is today.
Thursday is tomorrow.
But Sunday is coming.
Thursday feels hopeless.
Thursday feels like death has won.
But the hope is–SUNDAY is coming.
Jesus died on Friday. Faces downcast. Darkness filled the air and hope was deflated.The disciples were devastated. They thought death had won, but they did not realize Sunday was coming.
Sunday Jesus rose from the grave and defeated satan, sin and DEATH.
Jesus conquered death.
On Sunday Jesus won. We won.
“Sunday” is the hope.
So we wait patiently for our “second Sunday.”
Our resurrection over death.
Today feels like Thursday.
But I cling, grasp and dare to hope.
Hope that, Sunday is coming.
SUNDAY is coming.
Because Jesus is alive we have this hope,
Sunday, victory is coming, Sunday.
“But thank God! He gives us victory over sin and death through our Lord Jesus Christ.”
1 Corinthians 15:57
So very sorry for the loss and grief you are in the midst of….. so very very Thankful that we know about Sunday and the hope that gives us in the midst of pain and loss. Love you, pryaing for you <3
What a beautiful depiction of the sorrow and hope you all face right now.
Katie….in 2011 my parents died within 3 weeks of one another and since then it has been “Sunday” that gives me the hope and knowing of seeing them again….praying for all of you!
Katie, I am so sorry for your loss. You are gifted and were lucky to be so close to her. Death at a young age is never expected and she is so lucky to be in heaven. It is just hard for the ones who love her.. I will pray for all of you. Love you all!
My heart hurts for you as I read this. I am so sorry for the loss and the grief you are feeling. Praying for you.
Thank you for sharing your heart! Praying continually for you all! After losing my dad, mother in law and brother this year, the hope of ” Sunday” keeps me moving forward day by day, week by week!