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A raw, prayerful account of a long night of struggle, from a moon turning blood-red to the weight of doubt and the ache. Through tears, sweat, and a relentless faith, I poured out my heart when words failed.
As a cool breeze and the colors of dawn arrived, the darkness lifted. Strength returned, hope is restored, and a simple prayer of thanks marked the beginning of a new day.
By john g. adamsA raw, prayerful account of a long night of struggle, from a moon turning blood-red to the weight of doubt and the ache. Through tears, sweat, and a relentless faith, I poured out my heart when words failed.
As a cool breeze and the colors of dawn arrived, the darkness lifted. Strength returned, hope is restored, and a simple prayer of thanks marked the beginning of a new day.