What my eyes can't see

Tonight I am stressed to a migraine. Emotions are running full as death and loss invade my thoughts. Tears soak my pillow.

Tonight my heart wants to be with God like it was meant in the garden. It is there in that place where I hear "rest in my presence" and "trust in my promises"

But I keep looking at the loss, the brokenness, and the death that is coming. The permanence of it all that is looming just weeks from now.

And I can't see. I can't see to the point that I am asking how do I rest when death is so present, waiting to devour. I am asking how do I trust his promises when their looks to be no way, no hope, no future.

God please be my light in this valley where the shadow of death is so overwhelming.