Jesus Cradled Me

I invite you on a journey into a time in my life,

not too long ago,

when Jesus cradled me in His arms,

encompassed my being,

became my every breath,

my every muscle,

my every thought.

For if He did not I would lay down,

lay down and curl up,

and wither,

wither into the fear.

But He cradled me.

Cradled me and swayed.

Swayed back and forth.

And peace.

Peace overcame me.