Rain is falling and I am far from home.
It's been over a hundred days since I've seen my family. It will be hundreds more before I see them again. A hundred days of learning and laughing and failing and crying and growing. I am surrounded by people who, four months ago, I had never dreamed of meeting, people I never knew existed. I call them friends, but now, when my world has been shaken and my footing is less than steady, I don't know who to turn to.
Beloved, I hear Him say, all this water cannot quench love. Don't you realize? My love is stronger than death, less yielding than the grave.
I have been placed, a seal over His heart, and I will rest there, in the hollow of His hands.
(Outside, the rain has stopped, and the sun is starting to shine again.)
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