The Lord is good!
Yesterday my boss and his wife had the worst communication with each other, which led to bad communication with me. Essentially, his wife told me I should be able to read their minds to know what they want.
I have been so exhausted from this constant criticism for not knowing what I have never been trained to do, so I desperately got down on my knees in my hotel room and just cried. I cried for the Father to help—that was my ultimate prayer: "Daddy, help!" Any effort to improve conversation has failed, so I begged my Father to do something.
This morning I ran into my boss’s wife and for the first time she apologized. She said she misunderstood what my boss was asking for and ended up chastising my wrongfully. Normally she simply says he told her wrong and wants me to understand why she chastised me—normally there is never an apology, nevertheless a confession of wrong. But today she apologized and though it was nothing profuse, it was enough.
I know my Father heard my prayer and I know my Father is working in me. How wonderful it was when I realized He has begun to answer! It is true: Joy does come in morning! And indeed, my Father is good.
Last night during my prayer, my weeping was turned to joy as I sang back to my Father, “You are good and I trust You. You are good and I trust you.” This morning He proved Himself faithful to that.