I was here a couple of years ago but became disillusioned with it and myself. Now I have a need for it. I am lost in isolation, bereaved in my solitude. God through Jesus loves me. The Bible comforts me. Still I yearn for fellowship, seeking a connection that I am not getting any place else. Churches are limited to normal business hours, but at night, when I wake up drenched with sweat, on the verge of a panic or anxiety attack, I am overcome with a need to reach out, to seek that one voice of comfort. Who knows? Someday I may be someone's voice of comfort.