He said, “In my distress I called to the Lord, and he answered me.  From the depths of the grave I called for help, and you listened to my cry.”  (Jonah 2:2)

Do you remember, Beloved?

Do you remember when you called out to him?

Do you remember the pit—so dark, so deep?

The despair was palpable.

The sorrow tangible.

But he answered.

He listened.

Do you remember?

Let this be a day of remembrance, Beloved.  Drink deep of the memory.  Let it roll around in your heart.  Taste its fullness.  Then let it sink deep into your spirit, to refresh and sustain you.

Now you can look Thursday square in the eye.

Walk in confidence, Beloved.