“This is the day that the Lord has made; rejoice and be glad in it.” Psalm 118:24
Four years have now past since John Michael left. Labor Day week, four years ago, I drove him to the emergency room, never imagining that it would his last day to spend a night outside of a hospital. September comes……….I feel this weight drop on my shoulders, slowly making it’s way through my body, thinking this pain is just as raw as it was four years ago. Suddenly, a song flows through me, soothing the pain, removing the weight. Over 20 years ago, I bought a picture with Psalm 118:24 woven through it; the picture hung in my bedroom above my lingerie chest no matter where we lived or placed that chest. Every time I would look at it, I would be reminded of those words put to music that we had sung in church so many times. So, how amazing that those same words would bring me peace and joy – and, remind me that October 11 – no matter what year it may be – is the day the Lord has made. And, while my darkest day was October 11, 2009, it was John Michael’s most beautiful day.
Dear John Michael,
Every day, I miss you more. I replay your voice in my mind each morning, as I never want to forget the sound – especially your laugh. Four years……may I always be mindful of how blessed I was for 25 years and to live every day honoring the joy you still bring to me.