Gloria to God:

Dear God, while writing down Your words this morning, the wind keeps opening my front door, and it won't stay closed. You are speaking of greatness, and I put books and shoes against my door to keep it closed. I hear and write Your love loud and strong, and then the details of life seem to intervene, dear God. Even as I Godwrite, they intervene! Details of ordinary life seem to stand in Your way.

God: