The pane closed, saving her note in a whisper of cloud sync. Something about the act—private, low-stakes, just her and the screen—unlocked a small latch in her chest.
She touched the screen. A digital pen tool appeared. Tentatively, she circled the word “grace.” esv digital scripture journal epub
Paul counting everything as loss. She wrote a single word: “Control.” Then crossed it out. Then wrote below it: “Letting go of the church’s attendance numbers. Letting go of my reputation.” The pane closed, saving her note in a whisper of cloud sync