Honest Faith

When Words Don’t Come Easily

/ Baylee Snelling / 1 Comment

Some days, it’s harder to show up with open hands —
especially when you still have open wounds.

Some days, things happen that don’t make sense.
Some days, the ache gets a little louder —
and the silence that follows it feels heavier than usual.

But I’m here.
Still breathing in the hope and promises of God.
Still believing that healing isn’t undone by disappointment.

Maybe you’ve had a day like that too.

So I won’t pretend tonight.
I’ll just light this small candle in the window
and whisper —
you’re not alone… and neither am I.

The Prayer I Keep Whispering: A Quiet Breath for the Week Ahead

/ Baylee Snelling / 1 Comment

God,
You already know —
but I’ll say it anyway.

Because something in me
needs to say it out loud.
To bring the ache to You
instead of just carrying it around inside me.

I don’t have anything profound today.
No bold declarations.
No polished prayers.
Just a quiet whisper
from a tired heart.

Hold me steady.
Keep us safe.
Help me trust what I can’t yet see.
Remind me that I’m not lost in this.

Some days I feel brave.
Other days, I feel like I’m barely holding on.
But You’ve never needed my strength to stay close.

So I’ll stay here.
Soft.
Honest.
Open.

Still whispering —
and still believing
that You’re listening.

Amen.