God who carries
The room is quiet now. No laughter echoes off the walls. I sit where voices used to fill the space.
Steady my hands. Loosen my grip on what's gone. Remind me You are still here in the stillness.
I reach for noise to fill the silence — but it only makes the emptiness louder. You see what I'm trying to avoid. You are not in the rush. You are in the room.
Sit here with me. Don't fix it. Just be.
In Jesus' name we pray. Amen.