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It offers no neat conclusions. No comforting certainties—only shadows and echoes, restless and shifting.

 

Standing here—a presence hangs in the air, elusive and just out of reach—felt but never fully grasped. It doesn’t shout; it murmurs—of memory entangled with loss, of light and darkness not as enemies, but as companions who have always known each other. ⁣

 

We long for a God who speaks—a voice clear, steady, and reassuring. But what if God is found in the space between words? In the emptiness? In the sighs and hesitations, and in the quiet ache of what’s been left unsaid?

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Perhaps faith then isn’t the sound that drowns out this heavy silence.

Perhaps faith is the courage to listen—𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 listen—to the silence itself.⁣

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