Getting ready to walk into a very sticky meeting, one I will talk about tonight at WGR, I shot up an arrow prayer:

God, you here?

The restaurant had a Thomas Kinkade print with this verse under it: Isaiah 55:12.

Isaiah 55:12 (New International Version)

12 You will go out in joy
and be led forth in peace;
the mountains and hills
will burst into song before you,
and all the trees of the field
will clap their hands.