my prayer.

Lord help me love you more with every passing day, despite the trials, pain or disappointments that may come. Help me thank you for not always getting it right so that I
may put others happiness before my own.

If discouragement seems more that I can bear,
let my tear-stained face sing testament to your love.
I my low times or moments of despair let me seek to cheer others,
and forget my own torments. In the nights I feel lonely,
let me be your hands of love, to sooth another’s need.

If inside there is torment, or an angry rolling sea,
let my countenance show joy and praising of your name.
If ever I am starving for a loving and affectionate embrace,
let me seek out another that needs a friend and for them fill that space.

All in short make me more like you lord, take away my selfish pride,
and remember you came to serve and save so that we evermore will not die.
So help be a vessel filled only with you, and desire nothing of myself, only to be filled with you.