Time Not Wasted
I noticed today when traffic was stopped, due to an accident, that I wasn't exasperated. My reaction was "Good. Now I can finish praying my rosary."
I guess I pray all day. I talk to God like He was with me. Well, He is. Always.
What would I do if I weren't a prayerful person? Drumming my fingers on the steering wheel? Trying to find a good radio station? Calling friends on my cell phone?
I welcome all the inconvenient stops. "Good. I can pray."