Prayer for new mothers

Lord Jesus, in Mark 2 the men who carried their paralyzed friend could not reach You through the crowd, so they tore open the roof. Faith found a way. This week I have told myself I cannot reach You the way I used to. My quiet hour is gone. My long study is gone. My old morning routine is gone. Show me the roof to open. A one-line prayer while I fold the laundry. A verse on the fridge. A hum over the bath. A whispered thank You when the baby smiles at me. Help me find the small, low doors back to You. Just as those friends got their man to You through the roof, please let me find my way to You again. Amen.