An Answer to a Prayer @ one of those moments 7.19

Just when I think maybe I don’t pray enough anymore, that I’m not actively communicating to the greater good what my thoughts are and where my heart is, so maybe now this time I have to sort through on my own, God grants me a thunderstorm.

It’s near 8 o’clock, I’m in bed with my legs propped up. My tea is almost done steeping.

One of the panels of the bedroom curtain is drawn back, and I can hear and see the rain.

An evening thunderstorm rolled in and is hanging out above us with a hearty steady rumble but not with fury.

Anything white or green outside glows in the dusk while the day is washed away.

An answer to a prayer.

There’s nothing like the peace of knowing you get to try again tomorrow.


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