January 9, 2004

• People say, "The fever has broken"; "the dawn breaks"; "there's a break in the clouds" to signify the same thing.  When there's a "break" in something, that means that things that have been projecting in one general direction has halted and turned in some other direction.  These metaphorical breaks always mark the end of a "dark" time and the beginning of "light" time.  A sense of hope is coming, there is newness, there is change... and a huge sense of relief.

  
  

  During the course of this past week, while I have been fighting my illness, there has been simultaneously a miraculous break in a whole nother realm:  spiritually and emotionally, the real world in which I live and move in.  I have been in mourning for a long time now, grappling with real pain and disappointment and confusion in being served a world that I didn't order.  And even before that, I couldn't escape the kind of sorrow that comes from running too hard and fast for God without God.  But something has changed this week.  There's a break in the clouds, a bend in the road.  My days of mourning have finally ended, and a new beginning has dawned.  And all I can do now is weep for joy... at all I have in Christ.  

  
  

  Thank you, Jesus.    

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