Tuesday, April 2, 2024

Made and remade again.

In anguish, I called out, and you came, lo these many years.

Today my trials are slower and woes lighter. Yet still I am needy. And still you come.

How long, back then, before I noticed you healing me? How long, now, before I see your power again?

You have never forsaken me.

(Letter #3,741)