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Sometimes God sings to me. Recently I prayed for help. I surrendered the illusions of complications and confusion and gave in to God's caring providence and order.
As I did so, I heard the relentless, repeated song, "I love youuu...". Just that phrase, over and over. Yeah. It was from Nickelback's Far Away - the guy with the lawn mower in his voice. At first it was just background music, and then it came to the foreground until I really heard it.
When I finally heard it, I could feel it run through me — first, as if there were a 3-dimensional grid inside my brain, and at every intersection there lit a point of light.
Then, as the light glowed, there was the familiar spread of warmth through salt water, in my chest, down my spine, and out my eyes.
"I love you...." in the fibers of my being - fibers that came alive in a fabric that swaddled my soul and carried me with it. I felt a safety and an assurance that could only be felt in a parent's arms where, it didn't matter where we were going, just that I was carried; I was safe; I was happy. And I knew the destination would be right.
And, 'know what? The thing I was praying about? It did turn out all... just ... perfect, without any worrying from me. : ) | 
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