The night was long, but look, you can fill the sun.

Morning has come, which means joy has replaced weeping.

Faith has replaced that crippling fear.

You experienced in the night in the dark.

The dark is crippling fear.

The dark is seeming separation from me, but I was there, and I am here, and I've turned your tears to ones of relief, of awe. You knew I was here, you knew I'd come through. There was some place in you that never let go of that, of my hymn, of my promise. And now your time has come. It's your turn. But I didn't

restore you. I'm not restoring you for you. I'm restoring you for the world. As a testimony,

a living testimony, but also as the bearer of good news, as the bearer of me. You carry me powerfully. You carry me in a way no one

else does. Transparently. You don't have to try to teach me. You don't have to find the words

to share me. When you show up, I show up. When you speak, it's me speaking. When you lay hands, those are my hands.

That's my healing.

Love heals.

As long as you feel this love surging through you, this powerful flow, this energy, you can do no wrong.

You cannot sin.

This is what it means to be a Christian.

The footsteps you leave are mine. The trail you're

blazing is mine. I love you.