My July: Remembering a little brown eyed Runner.

There is a weariness that goes beyond what I have done, what I have not done or my general overall health. It is a body that remembers. It remembers the terror and pain of a July night long ago. It remembers the nightmare of each July that followed. Summer and long hot days bring with it this weariness. God has healed my soul of much of the pain and fear of Leroy's death. Grief does not define who I am nor is it the focus of day to day living but July remembers. Granted this 2018 July has had it's own share of death and heartache but the weariness goes deeper than that.

Next week will be better. I will move past July 20 into relief. Something in me will relax. The dark side thoughts will disappear. The days will be cooler as we head into fall. This weary body will wake up and come alive once more. Energy will abound where none was found before.

Healing of grief is a long, slow process but it comes. Our God hears and heals. 

If you are weary in your journey, God promises that joy comes in the morning.

Weeping may endure for the night but joy comes in the morning

Weeping may endure for the night…

May is indefinite, possible to happen but not positive or absolute.

Joy comes in the morning…

Comes is a definite, positive, absolute statement of fact. Truth.

Joy is coming in the morning.

For joy to come in the morning means healing has happened. 

May you find healing on your journey.

May you find your morning.

Wear red shoes for courage.