The Light Is Already in the Wet

The water has turned cold, and you are still standing there because the warmth feels like a demand you cannot meet right now. To step out would be to admit the shivering, to admit that the middle of the day is too heavy to carry.

But the light is not asking you to be warm. It is not asking you to dry off and perform okayness for the afternoon.

Jesus saw a man who had been lying beside a pool for thirty-eight years, waiting for someone to help him, and he did not demand a reason for the delay. He simply said: get up.

Not because the man was ready. Not because the water was perfect.

But because the light was already there, in the wet and the ache and the exhaustion. You do not have to generate the heat yourself.

The light is the fire that guards itself until it blazes. Turn off the tap.

Wrap the towel around you. The warmth will find you where you are.