Two weeks in Taizé

I've prayed with all my heart, sung until my voice gave out, smoked way to many cigarettes, worked until my arms were burned red and my shirt was drenched with sweat, talked about things I never thought I'd talk to anyone about, been told I'm a beautiful person inside and out, and loved and felt loved in return - so much it's hard to comprehend.

That's all I can - and probably should - say right now.

1 comment:

Haje said...

Välkommen hem, hjärtat