Psalm 23:5, NIV: You prepare a table before me in the presence of my enemies. You anoint my head with oil; my cup overflows.

Nothing. And then, all at once, I am flooded. I pray for days into the air and sometimes feel as though my prayers are stopping at the ceiling—and then—whoosh! God speaks. And oh does He speak. I dare not wait to the end of the day to journal what He says. For “my cup overfloweth.” And if I intend to record what He has shown me, it’s going to take some time. All in all, I am thankful that God is faithful in the bad times, and good—in times of plenty—and in the times of emptiness. Praise be to God!