Words that stay with you

And suddenly the room was not the same — something holy had entered, uninvited and entirely welcome.

There is a prayer that lives in the dark hours — the one you pray when you have run out of words.

You have been carrying this word for so long that your arms have grown tired. Put it down. He will carry it for you.

He leads me beside still waters — not because I found them, but because He knows where they are.

Every morning the mercy arrives before you do. It is already there when you open your eyes.

What I leave behind is not a house or a name. It is the sound of a woman who prayed.