Yet I am certain that God’s goodness is there for the faithful ones who want to see it. So I let my children whine and question and then remind them that we go not for ourselves, but to see and remember the goodness of God in our lives.

I was going through one of the most heartbreaking seasons of my life, a time when I could scarcely think, let alone come up with spontaneous prayers. Yet I was praying, showing up day and night in a posture of depending on God, leaning on words that have been said for centuries.