Deeper
After the flour incident, Rose retreated back to her room. She needed a moment alone with Him. She sat at the wooden chair facing the huge window. It was dark out already. She exhaled, closing her eyes.
"God I'm here." She paused opening her eyes. She pulled back the dresser by her side and took out two things.
The empty book lay side by side on the desk with the Bible Michael had given her as a gift.
"Show me." She felt the wind slowly caress her cheek, then she heard his voice.
Rose.
It was the same one, the same one that had been with her, the one at the hospital. She felt a hand touch her and when she turned, she saw him.
"Holy Spirit." Rose breathed in awe. A warmth that she'd never felt filled her, and love. She felt love through the touch.
Tears filled her eyes and she touched the empty book she'd been chosen to write.
I don't know if I can do this. She thought.
Rose saw his smile even though she could not see his face.