A God Question

I asked God a question today.  What do you want from me?  I wasn’t even expecting a coherent answer.  Or any answer for that matter.  Does God actually speak to us?  Immediately upon speaking my thoughts, I sensed a response.  Not a loud, clear voice.  Nothing audible.  Still, vitally real and clearly registered:

Greet me in the morning.  Say goodnight to me when you go to bed.  Include me in your day.  Make me a part of it.  I want to help you do this.  I am not just here to carry you through.  I want to be in the middle of where you need me most.  You try to do too much on your own.  Let me start helping you.  This is what I want not only from you, but for you. 

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