In quiet moments, my heart beats in harmony with the divine. It is then where silent whispers of my deepest soul are heard and expressed in words. Yet, whether short or long, all prayers ascend to the heavenly throne. “Pray without ceasing”. That’s what I’ve been told. Though it’s a challenging task, especially when I forget Whose I am. I hold onto the promise: “Ask, and it will be given”. In times of joy and pain, I won’t lose hope. I seek His grace, and my spirit finds calm. Prayer has been the key, for it connects me to the Source of Life.