Psalm 32 begins with silence. “While I kept silent, my bones wasted away.” Hiding has a cost.
What we refuse to name does not disappear — it settles into our bodies, our relationships, and
our spirits. This week we explore confession not as shame, but as release. Not as groveling
before God, but as finally telling the truth in the presence of mercy. What are we afraid to name?
What have we carried quietly? Healing begins when we stop pretending and entrust what is
heavy into God’s hands.
