Megan's prayer: Jars of Clay's "The Valley Song"

But I fear you aren't listening
Because there are no words

Holy Hour was hard for me today. I don't currently have a book I am reading, I don't have a LifeNight to play, and BASIC was already planned for the week. While I did read the readings for the week, for most of the hour I just sat there, in silence.

Because I'm normally surrounded by words during Holy Hour, I thought it would be to have a night off from that, but I realized how much I missed it. I try talking to God, but I don't hear him respond. Like so often when I talk to people, if they don't give me a verbal response, I immediately assume they aren't listening. I need the reassuring "I hear you" and "I understand" and "I am here for you."

I guess it's just going to take a bit more faith on my part to believe that God is listening to me, even if I can't hear his response.