I think that so often the cry of my heart is something that God has already begun.
As I was going to spiritual direction today I was praying that I would become more aware of God in the mundane of life. I noticed a squirrel with something it its mouth and was immediately comforted that if God can provide enough food for that squirrel during winter, how much more will he care for me. It was a simple, beautiful prayer.
Anyways, I would begin to bare my soul here, but I have way too much homework, so until next time, here's something to contemplate:
"man fully alive is the glory of God"