In the quiet, with the sun streaming through the stained glass windows, I stopped. I allowed the heaviness of all I had been carrying to sink into the pew with me. I had no words other than “help,” and “here.”
In the quiet, with the sun streaming through the stained glass windows, I stopped. I allowed the heaviness of all I had been carrying to sink into the pew with me. I had no words other than “help,” and “here.”