Showing Up to Discovery (OctPoWriMo Day 3)

It has been a difficult year for my family with a sick young-adult son. Some days were harder than others and sometimes I felt like I was all alone, carrying the weight of everyone else's despair--as if I wasn't allowed to get discouraged. Why did I have to be that one? Why did I always have to show up? And yet, all the while I was never alone. A rainbow that arrived in the sky at a crucial time reminded me of that.

                                                                       drained
                                                      sucked dry by the demands 
                             of the one who sees only despair--on verge of depression
                while I cling to hope--hope in                        Jesus' color-spectrumed gift,
       neonic reflection and refraction                                    in unseen raindrops flooding
  my soul with hope in His                                                              power, His presence, His love.
It can be my                                                                                                                      only response.