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Dip your toes into the water with me

I am not afraid to be close. For,

Like the river I move, around and

In between and under you.

I touch you with cold,

A silent otherworld, see-through and shimmering.

Wade into me and I will baptize you

Around your waist, under your arms

Father—in the name of—Son—in the name of—Spirit.

Rise and breach my surface-glass,

My stratosphere resurrection. Now,

Unwrap the linen—in the name of

Zoe and glory,

The raucous dance, undignified and pure.

Splash around in me, a child again

Sing happy, sing stars and rain

Driblets dancing in ripples; one, now two and three.

In the pale we sit, dimming with the day

Dipping our toes, splashing, laughing

And I am not afraid,

In the name of, in the name of.

Timothy Willard loves to sit with his wife by the bonfire and make up stories about Tom the Backyard-Badger for his three lovely daughters. When he's not carving up the Appalachian Mountains on his Salsa El Mariachi, you can find him busy writing a book, collaborating on a book, or reading a book written by someone dead and gone. Timothy studied beauty in the works of C.S. Lewis under theologian Alister McGrath. The author of five books, including Veneer: Living Deeply in a Surface Society (Zondervan), Timothy is currently finishing The Life-Changing Adventure of Chasing Beauty (Eerdmans, 2019), preparing his doctoral thesis for publication, and trying to find a publisher for his first novel The Tempest and the Bloom. He lives somewhere in the south Charlotte woods.