Here I am, sitting at my desk trying to catch my breath. I just went for a run, if only to clear my head. It was a little bit drizzly out, but it was refreshing. I often wish that God would speak more clearly to me. I want to hear what His voice sounds like. I want Him to tell me the best choices to make in life. I want to feel Him wrap His arms around me and whisper words of comfort into my ear. I want lots of things, and most of them I can only write to myself in my journal.