processed pain to make it holy
kept trying to make it mean something
when exhausted, you said you were being “undone in the spirit.”
when frozen, you said it was “the fear of the Lord.”
when misattuned, you said “something in the atmosphere felt off.”
when boundaries ignored, you asked to be made more gracious.
you made every ache into evidence that God was near.
because the alternative was unbearable:
that maybe it was just the cost of a rigged game
