Some nights the moon has only the smallest sliver of light. If you look carefully, you can see the outline of fullness, but it is mostly darkened. There is light, but it barely brightens the path.

It is light that comes from another place and won’t be fully seen until another time.

Life has seemed disconnected and hard to believe lately. I sometimes wake in the morning with a happy heart until the remembering creeps in. Was it just 18 months ago that we were living a normal life? Has it been such a short time since it changed into this hard, weary path?

Have we strayed so far from full light into this eclipse-like darkness?

Marissa is struggling physically, and it’s been hard to find a steady path forward. If one problem resolves, it seems there is always another to take its place.

The pain itself is brutal and searing and inescapable. I have been looking desperately for the beauty in this pain, but it has been elusive. The only beauty arises from the light.

Where can we find light in the middle of darkness? We find it in brothers and sisters who come alongside and minister to us. We find it in answered prayer. We find it in God–in His words and in who He is.

God is light, and in Him is no darkness at all. 1 John 1:5

So we continue to cling to the light. We trust that the darkness will eventually be gloriously illumined. We believe that our dear girl will be given enough light to walk this path.

We rest in the promises of God.

We are always thankful for the sliver of light. For the remembrance of the full light and the knowledge of the source of it.

For the promise that all will be made right.

The light of the moon will be as the light of the sun, and the light of the sun will be seven times brighter, like the light of seven days, on the day the LORD binds up the fracture of His people and heals the bruise He has inflicted. Isaiah 30:26

Your sun will no longer set, nor will your moon wane; for you will have the LORD for an everlasting light, and the days of your mourning will be over. Isaiah 60:20