"Please, Dear God." This is the prayer that has been passing over my lips the last few weeks. This prayer is usually uttered when one of the kids wakes up in the night and I have to peel myself out from under the covers, or when I am behind someone in line at the commissary that is using 30 coupons for 30 grocery items. I've muttered it at stop lights, and even at the pot of boiling water when we were running late for soccer practice. Are these prayers sufficient enough, or are they just pleas of desperation in my busy world? Am I taking enough time out of my busy days to spend quality time with God? Is time with God about quantity, quality, or both? As I meditate on these thoughts, I know that God is showing me that I haven't been giving Him my all. Our family motto (if you couldn't tell by my layout) is: "Faith, Family, Friends" in that order. It is so evident that when these things aren't put in the correct order, chaos ensues. Please pray for me in this area. Send me a message, or reply if you need me to do the same.