Father, will you forgive me
for being crushed under this weight?
No, My daughter,
there is nothing to forgive.
It is no sin to stagger
under such a heavy burden.
Did I rebuke my Son when He fell three times?
No, there was nothing to rebuke.
But I could hear the entire creation rejoicing with Me–
mountains echoing with thunder
and seas roaring with triumph–
every time He got up again
to give Himself completely
in the full freedom of love.
Therefore be still, my daughter.
Calm your wildly beating heart–
I never asked you to do this alone.
You’re being held up by angels,
but you must close your eyes to see them.
When things are heavy,
rest in their embrace.