praise the lord

Grandmother's wrinkled hands trembled as she opened the social media app. Her granddaughter had shared Avvaiyar's ancient verses, those timeless words about devotion and righteousness that had sustained generations. The Thiruppavai prayers scrolled past, each one a golden thread connecting her to ancestors she'd never met. Someone had monetized these sacred texts, creating an unexpected income stream. Yet Grandmother smiled. Money wasn't the blessing here. It was watching her family's spiritual heritage reach thousands, young voices discovering what her grandmother whispered in dawn prayers. The algorithm had finally gotten something right. Faith, after all, was humanity's greatest currency.