ARE YOU REALLY...THERE?
Her tears fell even faster as she found herself praying the hardest prayer of all...because all her life, she had trained herself to only hope for theminimum.But this time—
Please be real.
This time, for once in her life—
Please.
She would stop being a coward and start praying for the impossible.
I know I’ve been proud about being tough and resilient.
Her throat tightened, making it hard to breathe.
I know I’ve acted like I don’t need anyone, and I can handle everything on my own.
Andie fell to her knees.
But the truth is, I’ve just been pretending all this time, and I’m so, so tired of pretending.
So please.
If You’re real...
Please be with me.
And as she forced herself to her feet—
Peace.
The kind that transcended all human understanding.
She could feel it enveloping her like a heavenly embrace with every step she took.
How...utterly impossible to explain.
She didn’t hear any other voice in her mind. Didn’t see any supernatural sign around her.
And yet...
She could just feel that she was no longer alone.
Never would be.
And this...
This gave her the courage to do what she did next.
Andie set the Bible carefully on the nightstand, right where she’d found it, and rose from the bed.
Her bare feet sank into carpet so plush it felt like walking on moss. The oversized t-shirt she’d borrowed from the stack of guest clothes in the closet—all still bearing tags from stores she’d never heard of—fell to mid-thigh, and she probably should have put on something more appropriate, but...
The peace was humming through her now.
Warm and certain.
Guiding her toward the door.
