10:33.

The process of rebuilding is ongoing.

All, or definitely most or what feels like a lot of that can be destroyed, have been destroyed. And sitting in the middle of the ash and debris, I close my eyes and imagine what it's like to sit at Your right hand and look at all of these, all of our worlds, all of this earth.

And I try, weak but strong, broken but whole, bowed down but standing proud to muster the will and faith that turns this broken reed to the reality of a princess warrior secure in identity and destiny.

And as You helped me realise the names of those bricks and stones that now lay fallen, I ask You for grace to confront similar situations differently - the way I did before the wall went up or the foxes came in... only now, with additional wisdom. I pray, hope and believe. Not in my ability but in Yours.

I'm loved.