... And let me know that I'm alright.
Tonight is hard. I know that You are at work. I see it unmistakably, all around me and far away. You won't relent until you have it all. You are good and you stay the same and your love is strong and I am loved by you.
Right now all I want, though, is for everything to stop. For life to pause and for someone to hold me close and help me make sense of this, or tell me to forget it, that I don't need to remember the struggle because it's over, that there is freedom in more than just spring.
If joy comes tomorrow morning in any way proportionate to this, I will be swept over with it. Please Father, let it be so.
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