"Amen," he finishes. "Now," he starts to add, as our eyes remain closed, "focus on the Holy Spirit. And try to think of what God is telling you you need to trust Him with more."
I can't cry. My eyes are already wet.
I can't cry.
My friends.
There.
Fine.
...
Her.
The water floods like scars broke a dam, and that's it. My mind shuts off.
I'm done with this.
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