I usually pray when I first get up and take a shower.
That's about the only time of the day I am alone and things are quiet.
My alarm is set on a Christian radio station,
which helps jump start that prayer time on most mornings.
More times than I can count,
the very song I need to hear is playing when I get up.
I think not.
This morning when I awoke,
I felt especially moved to pray about
something specific in my life.
As the water from the shower ran over my body,
tears also fell down my cheeks
as I poured my heart out to God.
I know He heard my prayer this morning,
and He hears it anytime I call out to Him,
because He gently reminds me
in that still small voice
that I am His,
and everything is going to be okay.
I have no way of knowing what
the future holds,
but I can trust that He will
lead me where I should go.
He's always been faithful to me.