My heart was finally lifted up—if not to outright rejoicing—then to contrition and brokenness. In this spirit I was able to offer up Godly prayers for myself and those around me. Thank you, oh God, for this ability to pray this morning. May I walk in brokenness before Him this day. For this He will not despise, a broken and contrite heart (Psa. 51:17 ). May I refuse contentment until I find it in Him (Psa. 77:2).