Hope

I am thirsty.

I am tired.

I am overwhelmed. Stressed. Sick.

The hunger no longer hurts. I am numb and cold and know I am near death.



Then-- I hear a knock.



I open the door and am surrounded in warmth. Healing hands grab hold of me and begin doing their work. I am fed. Water pours over me and removes the filth. My burdens are lifted.

My pain is gone.

I am the soul, and I have been made new.