Yesterday was good for me. I feel refreshed. I need that day to focus on grieving for Caleb and Ellie and to remember the way God has provided for me. John says that July 8 is like the bitter herbs of Passover.
I read through all the cards, letters and emails from that time. Some were well spoken and heartfelt. Some were awkward and heartfelt. There were pictures from children and notes in the shaky handwriting of the elderly. It was and is balm for my wounded soul. It reminds me of the way God cared for us through His people.
In the cards from children, there were three themes: God loves Miss Summer, God loves Caleb and Ellie, and I love you. When I was in the deepest pit of grief, that is exactly what I heard from God: I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you.