In prayer this morning...

...I heard my own voice, my deepest, most self-filled voice, speak with such resonance, with such clarity, with such assurance and certainty that it startled me. I don't even remember what it said. But I recognized it as my own, as most essentially my own, and was grateful to have heard it. Because having heard it within myself, I know that there's the possibility of it passing though my lips one day. One day.