Vessel

Nights like this I am reminded why I do it.
Standing in the freezing cold.
Witnessing healing & pain. Realisation that it wont be the same again.
I play no part but prayer & onlooker here.
I'm the after party. The tear stained shoulder.
"Would you like a cup-of-tea?"
I am warmed by the grace He shows & how He comforts my youth through me.
I'm just a vessel. But I am His vessel.