
The language of God is silence.
Yet signs can also speak.
A smile here, a word there,
a plant that’s survived drought or frost,
a phone call that ends an awkward silence,
someone else’s needs to be answered or met.
The cat that doesn’t judge your pajamas or achievements.
The child who takes your hand.
The friend who’s safe enough to weep or laugh.
Your own willingness to die and rise again.
Stephanie Dowrick
Loved this!
LikeLiked by 1 person
Me too its from a beautiful book of prayers
LikeLike