“Prayer is where our fears go to die, Anna. We drag them out one by one and stand them before God. Courage does not panic—it prays.”
The church with its two asymmetrical bell towers, arched roof, star shaped window. The early walls were covered in mortar made from seashells.
“You will be protected with us, Anna, just as a ship in the harbor is safe. But, as your father well knew, that is not why ships are created.”
But a ship is built to withstand wild seas. I’ve known only calm waters and comfort for most of my life. I fear storms and uncertainty.