Even when I get around to meditating God’s assigned to his place, his time, his role… Oh, I ask that he direct my actions, that he lead me, that I manage to surrender control to him, not my will but his…but then meditation’s over and far too often the spigot’s closed, connection lost, conversation to be continued. I need that if it’s all I can have, but it’s not. I need the times I sit to meditate, to study, to pray, but I need the connection, the God-presence, the peace, the sanity day by day, minute by minute, every second of every day. I get disgusted when the computer won’t connect, when the power’s weak but oh, how much more I need the continuing river of power in my life, flowing through me, all the time, God directing me through the current.