Dear God,

I shall not ask You to guide me, for that is like telling the stars to burn and for light to shine or for snow to be cold.

Instead, I ask that You help me open my eyes, that I may see. That You help me be silent, so I may listen.

That in all things, I seek you first.

That in all I am given, to value You most.

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I am not a good Catholic.

But I must at least listen to this heart inside me.