Carolyn McDade described the night she wrote the hymn Spirit of Life to Kimberly French of UU World:
“When I got to Pat’s house, I told her, ‘I feel like a piece of dried cardboard that has lain in the attic for years. Just open wide the door, and I’ll be dust.’ I was tired, not with my community but with the world. She just sat with me, and I loved her for sitting with me.” Writing the song was the prayer that refilled her spirit.
What words or prayers refill your spirit when you feel like you’re about to fall apart?