“Your love will answer me.”
His love, mysterious, just, gracious, hard…
and always, Good.
His love, answering in the smart words of little boys, in the touch of one hand against another.
His love, stretching from girlish voice to voice on Christmas day…
and in the smile across every room.
His love, in a tearful hug, a whispered conversation. In “I love you” spelled on my knee.
His love, through sinful humans, spreading a circle in the water around Him…
…a concentric, waving, joyful display of His love,
as it answers me.