I went someplace new today. At this new place everyone was asked to close their eyes and imagine there is something heavy in our hands and to feel the weight and the strain this heaviness is bringing. They don’t know what it, but you do.

And I knew.

They tell us to imagine Jesus coming beside and saying, “You can put that down.” At first I don’t want to because holding on to pain can feel safe… but it can also feel like you’re holding your breath. So I concede and imagine invisible hurt disappearing into a frothy ocean.

They ask, “What does he say to you?”

It was the answer to a question that kept me tossing and turning the night before. “Is there room for me in this anymore?”

And the answer, “You are welcome here with me”.

And then I cried my eyes out and it was beautiful