You answer when I call. Even when I am lying in the floor in a heap like a discarded robe. Especially… Then. You speak when I listen for you. Even when there is the sound of rushing water water in my ears , a wave so big and loud that it is threatening to take me down…especially then. You rescue me when I am overcome. Even when I claim that it’s hopeless, that your glory, your story isn’t enough to save me….especially then. You rush in to be as close as you can get to my broken heart, and you nurse me back to you, using your everlasting kindness, you resuscitate me. You give me breath, and you sit close until I am once again… able to stand. A little light , in a little city , up on a hill. You make me bright, and I will bear this light for you until forever is done.