“Satan has demanded to sift all of you like wheat,
but I have prayed for you that your own faith may not fail;
and you, when once you have come back,
strengthen your siblings.”
How deeply you believe in me!
How graciously you offer this kindness in my weakness.
How you see me not as my brokenness
but as the one I am becoming.
You are with me already on the far side of my faults.
You are already resurrected without my failings,
and draw me up with you.
I soak in your deep love;
I let your hope become me.
I die and rise in you.
—April 15, 2019