Divine, be with my sister Rachel. Be her breath, be her neurologist, be her nurses, be her wholeness. Help our unbelief as we wait. Be the belief we cannot find. Be the answer we dare not seek.

First prayer I’ve prayed in years, this dark “holy Saturday.”

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