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In the nighttime, daylight can shine.
In the broken, healing can come.

Am I shining or healing?
Must light be placed above me,
medicine placed in my body?
Always.

But I do not fear, for I love.
I want to love.
I want to touch and smile,
ready even for the tumultuous time,
especially ready,
for at night the day breaks in
with a waiting heart,
a contrite and humble spirit.
Heal my touch, my love.

(1 Thessalonians 5:1-6, 9-11, Psalm 27, Luke 4:31-37)