As I come to quiet
I feel … inferior 
What makes me hide?
What makes me think trying harder will make me better; more lovable; more worthy?
A week after the Resurrection celebration
I am fearful like the first disciples
I light my candle
nestled in the protection of the glass jar
etched with FAITH
FAITH keeps the light inside
from going out
FAITH in Christ’s finished work
FAITH in Christ’s work being born out in me
FAITH in Christ’s continuing work in me, in others
FAITH in the Truth He’s coming back for me