The Starry Sky Offers a Better View if No Roof Is Overhead;

"Dear God, let your will be done... As long as it's my will."


That's usually my prayer. Not those exact words, of course, but while I say "let your will be done", but heart cries out for my will to be done.


Now maybe my will actually matches up with God's, and maybe it doesn't. Right now, my only answer is "wait".