They stop people on a busy street. Hello, would you like to come in and light a candle?
She ingores them, walking on. Then changes her mind. Turns around, takes a left into a small alley and into a small church. Wants to pay for the candle, thinking it's a money collection like many others. A woman there simply ignores her, gives her a candle and takes her inside.
The church is lit with candlelight. Some girl is singing accompanied by a man on an acoustic guitar. It's dark. It's peaceful. It's welcoming. Write a prayer intention, whispers the woman, handing her a piece of paper and showing her a simple white box with a small hole at the top.
The girl lights a candle, then sits down in one of the wooden benches towards the back of the church. Another song fills the air. Slowly, the tears start to fall. She sits there, hiding the tears in her hair, staring into the flickering light of the hundreds of candles. Eventually she makes up her mind, starts scribbling fast on the piece of paper she was given.
An anonymous girl in an anonymous church in an anonymous city, writing a prayer intention praising the strenght and courage and love of her anonymous mother.
All was not fine after all.
She ingores them, walking on. Then changes her mind. Turns around, takes a left into a small alley and into a small church. Wants to pay for the candle, thinking it's a money collection like many others. A woman there simply ignores her, gives her a candle and takes her inside.
The church is lit with candlelight. Some girl is singing accompanied by a man on an acoustic guitar. It's dark. It's peaceful. It's welcoming. Write a prayer intention, whispers the woman, handing her a piece of paper and showing her a simple white box with a small hole at the top.
The girl lights a candle, then sits down in one of the wooden benches towards the back of the church. Another song fills the air. Slowly, the tears start to fall. She sits there, hiding the tears in her hair, staring into the flickering light of the hundreds of candles. Eventually she makes up her mind, starts scribbling fast on the piece of paper she was given.
An anonymous girl in an anonymous church in an anonymous city, writing a prayer intention praising the strenght and courage and love of her anonymous mother.
All was not fine after all.
