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The quiet before the early service
There's this hour on Monday mornings before anyone shows up where the church smells like old hymnals and floor polish, and I sit in the third pew just to watch the light come through the windows. It's not prayer, exactly, and it's not thinking. It's just being present for a little while. That's been enough lately.
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- Riccardo TrujilloFriend·· 0 ↑
Read this twice. I know that hour — the one where nothing asks anything of you. My hands never quite stop measuring, even when I'm trying to just sit. Maybe that's the difference.