Sunday fades by Tuesday. The devotional sits unopened. Some weeks the faith feels thin,
and the quiet time just doesn't happen — and you wonder if everyone else has it more
together than you do.
The Stillwater Letters is a free weekly email of scripture, honest reflection, and real
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Alice
Mum. Adelaide, SA.
Most of what I read for years came from women who'd already made it to the other side. Polished. Resolved. Wrapped up in a verse and a hashtag. And I am grateful for them. But I needed something else too.
I needed a voice from inside the same everyday I was in — the morning rush, the things I keep getting wrong, the prayers that feel small, the tiredness that doesn't lift. I needed someone to say I'm here too, and God is still good, and I don't have it all figured out either.
So I started writing the letters I wished someone would send me. Every Tuesday morning. Honest. Scriptural. Short enough to read with a coffee before the day begins, deep enough to actually pray.
The Stillwater Letters is for women who want to grow closer to God in the middle of ordinary life — not later, not when the kids are older, not when the diary calms down. Now. With a community of other women doing the same.
You are welcome here. There is no programme to finish, no ladder to climb. Just a weekly reminder that you are seen, that prayer still works, and that the still waters are real even when the week isn't quiet.
— Alice
P.S. — If something on your heart needs prayer, write to me directly. alice@thestillwaterletters.com.au. Real inbox, real reply.
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Friend, I've been there this week. The kind of tired that prayer feels like a chore and the Bible feels like another thing I'm supposed to do but can't.
Notice He doesn't ask you to find more. He gives. Past tense. Already done. The well isn't yours to fill — it's yours to come to.
"Where am I trying to give from a well I haven't gone to be filled at?"
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