When prayers and lament swirl into song the expression is too bold, too genuine, too raw to not be heard. And when it is heard, the healing begins. It is the expression and the reception that unites the human form, one with another, and in the presence of God, we find hope.
When pain finds voice and the soul finds song, we unfold from defeat; reaching out in faith, believing. Believing. Faith forges forth and turns into praise, and praise produces peace in the soul. It is then that we know we are alive, truly alive. And feeling fully alive, still in the center of our lament, we discover the strength to face another day with gratitude.