Stay
For almost a decade now, I have been believing a lie. That God did not stay with me. Saint Padre Pio used to pray, “stay with me, Lord, for You know how easily I abandon You.” This has been my prayer. Stay. A constant whisper, a desperate pleading, always, stay. It started before I left Haiti. When I was so lost I couldn’t recognize myself. When my hands and lips would move and I wouldn’t know what they were saying, doing. I’d go to the nearby church, the one with the dirt f