Living alone got hard after the divorce, especially evenings. I climb in with tea and my Bible, and for the first time in a long while I don't feel so alone.

I'd been going through the motions, feeling distant from God. Sounds silly, but resting in this brought my quiet time back. I actually look forward to prayer now.

I've had racing thoughts at night for years. Something about being wrapped in the arms just quiets my mind. First full night of sleep I've had in months.