Out loud

I like praying out loud in the car. It's not about lofty stuff. I don't use formal words or rhythms. It's my chance to say, hey God, I'm so glad you're listening. It's usually about the hard stuff in life. The stuff that makes me weary and tries my soul. The stuff that would sink me if God wasn't listening. He's listening. Listening with compassion and affection,  measuring out mercy and wisdom, grace and strength.

Praise be to God, who has not rejected my prayer or withheld his love from me!

Psalms 66:20