I find myself not knowing what to pray. Even as reports have come in and they are good I find myself with the words to pray next just out of my reach. I want to pray roads like this will not have their dust kicked up by us again. Those words have passed these lips before. And here we are. Again. So. I find myself not knowing what to pray. And maybe that is okay, this not knowing. Maybe now, here, a silent trust says it all, says enough.