Sometimes when I begin to pray, I have no words.

My thoughts can’t cut through the clutter of my world, my activities, my plans, my family, my friends.

Something agitates my brain. I feel an itch. I feel my heart thumping . . .

Silence
Silence
Silence

I feel the sunshine on my back, even though it’s dark outside.

I feel a slight breeze even though the window is closed.

I inhale and hear Jesus saying “I’ve got this.”

And I listen . . .

“My sheep hear my voice, and I know them and they follow me.” – John 10:27

Patti