Years ago I heard something in my heart, "With so much energy in this room before the message is ever delivered. Learn to feel with your open heart. Let the presence of this moment become your guided steps forward." So every Sunday before the lights go out at church and the worship band begins to pour their beats and vibrations into your wandering thoughts and disconnections, I write three full pages of what's moving through me in that moment. From yesterdays choice to write two things took place. I wrote while the campus minister was welcoming. To a writer it was a huge distraction. I'm sure I was to him as well. I mean I should've been looking up and listening but I chose to write only because I needed to be shown how there are no barriers when you put God first. I honestly had no clue as to what I had put down on those three pages. I just knew it's what I do. This morning I opened the book and was shocked to read about how we don't respect the tiny prayers answered. We want the mile marker moments where the payoff is a Hollywood celebration. But if God answers a prayer in a near invisible way we walk right by it never once opening our hearts to gratefulness. Two messages today based on living in the present. No barrier stood in my way of writing in that very loud room and because I found focus on the presence of a loving God a message about tiny prayers still made it to the air.