“No, my lord,” Hannah replied. “I am a woman troubled in spirit. I have not had any wine or strong drink, but I have poured out my soul before the LORD. Do not take your servant for a wicked woman, for all this time I have been praying out of the depth of my anguish and grief.” “Go in peace,” Eli replied, “and may the God of Israel grant the petition you have asked of Him.”
Someone at the church door asks how you are, and "Good, thanks" is out before you've decided whether it's true. You find your seat, stand for the songs and smile at the family in front. Meanwhile the week is still sitting on your chest, whether that's a test result, a marriage that has gone quiet or a tiredness you can't put a name to.