with hope

I slept for almost 12 hours last night. 

Unburdening myself both exhausted me and removed me from isolation. Where not many can say they've been where I am, many offered me kind and empathetic words.

I laid in the sunshine and soaked it up, rejuvenating both my soul and my health. Last night, I bled my heart out, and today I was refreshed. 

My circumstances are exactly as they were last night, my health still sucks, I still have no job, and I am still drowning under the weight of my bills. 

But my eyes are clearer. My heart has room to be full, and is not so heavy as it was. I wrote, cried and slept. And today I felt once again the fullness of joy the Father has for His children.

I am tired tonight, but not the way I have been. I am reminded that I do not grieve like one without hope. I have been reminded of the hope. And I am thankful.