My dot on HIS line

feeling like "almost there," turned into "never."

thinking we'd made it almost to the top. to see not so much the bottom, but an implausible crag, cut at an insurmountable smooth angle. no crevice to take hold of.
i can't.

on my face - reality of dryer thumping and playground-sandy floor

the REAL DEAL God speaks
my heart hears

"I AM the God of Abraham, Isaac, and Jacob"
beating heart, beating faster!
"OH MY WORD!, I say, breathlessly - out loud."
"Yep, that's me."
my air spits out in a giggle... "yes, yes that is YOU."

"I WILL BRING YOU WHERE I AM BRINGING YOU."