A Blessing in the Economy of Words

Jesus, 
The world around us is filled with so many words.
Words
Coming 
At 
Us
All
The
Time.
I feel like so much of ministry is being spoken at and speaking to others, that I crave the moments of silence. The moments of holding hand of a person who is struggling in a place deeper than words can reach. Or sitting in silence, simply watching a child soak up joy like the rays of the sun, as they twirl around and giggle with glee.
Spirit, help me be thoughtful with my words. Not rushing to fill the silent spaces simply because others want me to or expect me to. Rather give me the words to say at the right moments and remind me of the holiness of staying silent when standing on sacred ground. 
Lead me to listen more than I speak. And in the listening may I be ministered to by you as I am sent out to minister to others. Bless, yes, my words, but bless the silence, equally so, I pray. Amen.