Dear Father, I can’t get anything done. This is ridiculous. I have a deadline. People stop in my office to shoot the breeze. People call me to complain about minor inconveniences in their life. I have customers asking me questions I’ve already answered 1,000 times. Why can’t I be left alone? Father, this is all part of ministry. The person who calls me today to talk about the weather will call me next week when their loved one passes away. By allowing them to talk to me about the trivial, I’m inviting them to talk to me about the serious. By listening to them ramble on about nothing, I’m letting them know I will listen to them when they are in crisis. Father, I’m alive. I am noticed. People want me in their lives. They are trusting me more and more each day. You have something in mind for them down the road, a significant role You want me to play. Thank You. Help me be more gracious to their interruptions. I do have work to get done. I can simply let people know in advance I may not get back to them right away but I will when I have available time. It’s critical that I do get back to them. Today’s meaningless conversation is tomorrow’s talk about life, death, and our relationship with God. Amen.