The shape is real. What it is.... usually takes longer. The question arrives quietly, usually late, usually after everything else has been tried. A person has prayed, seen a therapist, processed it, has been to the altar, read the books from both shelves. But…. the problem is still there. So, they ask the question they’ve been afraid to ask out loud. Is this me or is this something else…? It’s a serious question and it deserves a serious answer. The serious answer begins by r

She has been to the prayer room more than once for the same thing. Left believing it was gone. Found it again, same shape, same weight, and wondered what that meant about her, about God. Not everything that persists is the enemy. Some of it is the body, remembering. The two require different things.