For months, Elias had lived in a winter of the soul. He had lost his business, his strength was fading, and a heavy cloud of discouragement followed him into every prayer. Every time he knelt in the small CCB church at the end of the road, the words felt stuck in his throat. The Midnight of the Soul
"Quero crer em um novo amanhecer..." (I want to believe in a new dawn...) For months, Elias had lived in a winter of the soul
Elias walked back into his house, leaving the heaviness on the porch. He realized that the dawn always comes, but sometimes, you have to sing through the night to see it. his strength was fading
