Heal Our Weary Heart

In the silence of the afternoon where thoughts crowd in, I let Your presence become rest for the tired heart.

Jesus, You who know every secret struggle, comfort those who bear an invisible burden.

Grant peace to the wounds that remain hidden.

Renew our hope with Your gentle light.

In this suspended time, I entrust You with the anxieties I cannot express.

Be, sweetness of the heart, the strength that calms and lifts.

Your presence soothes the wound, Your hand heals and supports.

I embrace the silence to listen to Your love. 🌿