I lift up my voice in only a whisper and you hear me.  I take small steps to help someone in need and you make them giant leaps.  I write a note to someone who is sick and you make it a love letter. No matter how puny my efforts, you make them grow and thrive beyond my greatest hopes. You are the soul searcher, the life giver, the dream Maker.  How I adore you, my Lord.

I was attending a meeting, and the leader said it would be better for the company that we all say a certain employee was not present the week before.  I knew that was not true, but the others agreed.  I tried to object, but did not try very hard.  I went along with all the others. I was afraid of being fired. Lord, forgive me and help me figure out a way to make it right.

Lord God, you love me even when I do not love you back. You honor me even when I do not honor you back. You have given me so much materially and spiritually. I do not understand such love. And those who do not know you ~ may they realize what they are missing. I sit here in the quiet of the morning and watch the birds flit around, building their nests. The wind chimes are twinkling ever so slightly. Thank you for all this and more.