Dear God, when I call upon you, when I cry out – you always answer. Even silence is a form of answer: it tells me I have all that I need already. A creeping feeling of ease is an answer. Joy is an answer. A new trial or challenge is an answer.
Lord, let me hear all you say to me today. Let me discern all the ways you love me, as flawed as I am.
Good news. Let me pass on the good news. Thy will be done.