The sun seems unnaturally bright, and everything seems a bit surreal. You are excruciatingly aware of the lack of containment that is thick in the air around you.
You walk back into the house, and for a moment, you stagger backwards with the memory of the last time you were in this place. You have to grip the wall for a moment to steady yourself, to remind yourself that it is not that moment, that you are not still in that state of mind, that the crisis has passed.
You are here . . . you have survived. And you remember that you are loved, and for today, for this moment, that is enough.
If I say, “Surely the darkness shall cover me,
and the light about me be night,”
even the darkness is not dark to you;
the night is bright as the day,
for darkness is as light with you.
Psalm 139:11-12 (ESV)