At boarding school we had chapel devotions each morning and each evening. One of my favorite hymns from that time began: “New every morning is the love/ Our waking and uprising prove,/ Through sleep and darkness safely brought,/ Restored to life and power and thought.”  For me, that restoration to life and power and thought often comes with a reopening of the conversation with God. Very often I wake up already hearing His opening lines. Yesterday morning He was saying to me as I awoke, “You know, when people think I haven’t answered their prayer they are so totally wrong. Do you realize that many of their prayers were already answered long ago in My word? They either want Me to keep repeating Myself, or to contradict Myself.”