God often answers my more desperate questions - at first anyway - as though they were “Who…?” questions.
If my heart’s cry is, “What are we going to do?” His response seems to be “I am.”
If I pray, “How am I going to make ends meet?” He seems to reply with, “I am.”
If I say, “Where can I go for an answer to this dilemma?” I feel like He says, “I am.”
If I think, “Why is this happening?” I’m reassured with the words, “I am.”