I remember my grandma praying sometimes. And when she did, I liked listening to it. Still can't understand why, but her quiet whispers and movements... I miss it.
It feels like a very cold, cloudy day outside. The house is cold, but it's normal to sit inside. There's electricity, but nobody is turning on any lights or anything.
I think I speak on behalf of many people, it reminds me a lot when My grandma prayed right next to My bed for me, such a beautiful group of memmories💓🙌
Notre Père, qui es aux cieux, que Ton Nom soit sanctifié, que Ton Règne vienne, que Ta volonté soit faite sur la terre comme au ciel. Donne-nous aujourd’hui notre pain de ce jour. Pardonne-nous nos offenses, comme nous pardonnons aussi à ceux qui nous ont offensés. Et ne nous laisse pas entrer en tentation mais délivre-nous du Mal.