“He asked her, ‘Woman, why are you crying? Who is it you are looking for?’ Thinking he was the gardener, she said, ‘Sir, if you have carried him away, tell me where you have put him, and I will get him.’ Jesus said to her, ‘Mary.’ She turned toward him and cried out in Aramaic, ‘Rabboni!’ (which means ‘Teacher’).” John 20:15-16

Dear Savior, You know the sound of my voice. It doesn’t matter how weak it is. It doesn’t matter how doubting my cries are. It doesn’t matter how fearful or troubled my prayers are. It doesn’t matter how upset or frustrated I am. You hear my voice and you come to me. Every time. That’s the way it is with my prayers. Your ears are tuned to my voice. As soon as I begin to speak to you, you turn your ears to listen. I can be sure of this as well. You will come to me. You will come to me just as I need your peace, to restore my confidence. You will come to me. You will not leave me alone. Amen.