You can’t control the snow. Only your state of mind while it falls. Choose well before the noise returns.

One of my earliest jobs placed me at a metal desk in the middle of a loud factory floor. Surrounded by constant Noise, I learned my first real lesson in stillness, presence, and attention. The builders around me taught me to listen through the chaos and find clarity where most people find distraction.

A prayer for endurance — for steady hands, a clear mind, and the grace to keep building. Each act of making a continuation of the devotion that began long before us.