Ora et Credo
β˜•οΈ Saturday, October 3, 2026

In the Quiet I Find Comfort

For every breath that still accompanies me, thank You.

Merciful Father, stretch out Your hand over those who feel weary and lost.

Bring balm to the wounds of the heart and calm my restless thoughts.

May Your presence sustain my steps, even when fatigue is felt.

Renew hope in my soul and ignite new light in my days.

Let Your peace be a gentle medicine for my worries.

In You I place my burdens and await Your consolation. 🌿


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