Hearing God's Voice

I'm doing this study. My prayer is that I will develop the discipline of slowing down enough to hear God. I've grown accustomed to not seeing God in little things. It certainly isn't because he isn't there -- I'm just not looking with purpose. Especially right now when work is so insecure and unsettling I want to be more aware than ever of how many times God intersects my day. Tonight the lesson was a reminder of how often we are in the desert when we hear him most clearly. One more reason not to fear or dread the desert times. Of course I still do. But I'm looking for my burning bushes. I want so badly to bring glory to his name. When people are scared they are looking for comfort -- I want to be worthy of his trust in me.