The words leaked off the page and seeped down into the depths of her heart. No matter our words to her, His words were life. His words slowed her breathing, quieted her mind, kneaded the tension from her body.
Never were another's words meant to be enough. Only ever is the Living Word enough. Peace dripping into the crevices of our desert. Light invading the tunnels of our darkness. Jesus is the life we are gasping for.