I FINALLY got to see a hummingbird in my new feeder outside my kitchen window. Somehow it had avoided my glance and drained a full round in the last couple weeks. It hovered there above the feeder looking this way and that. Still but in motion. That's how I have felt as I have approached prayer time recently. I pray through my lists, both written and mental, and then make a very weak attempt to listen. But I'm not really silent. Distractions of house chores and email and yard