“Yahweh, in the morning You shall hear my voice. In the morning I will direct my voice to You and I will look up and I will keep watch.” -Psalm 5:3 Lord-Adonai, I confess You have not been the Lord of my waiting. I have kept no space for waiting, cleared no room for You to speak. I say what I want, and then move on to the next thing and the next thing. My wants press upon me before I even leave my bed, and I give ear to them, entertain them, devote myself to them. Have mercy on my heart and mind, for they feel like a fragile kite that I push westward before me while every other thought blows eastward like a powerful wind. Grant me the grace to say to my soul peace, be still, and know that You are God, and if I look up and wait in expectation I can only wait for goodness. You are the author of goodness, the wellspring of goodness, the very nature of goodness, the substance of goodness, goodness incarnate - apart from You there is no good. Lord help my impatient unbelief. Amen.