Dear God, let my spiritual life enlarge. I have only the smallest kernel of faith, and so often I ignore it. I worry over events. I exert myself trying to change conditions. I try to bend others’ actions to my will. How does this reflect faith? Indeed, it does the opposite.
Lord, let this small kernel of faith, this speck of belief that you might be available to me, grow in power. Let me withhold action, release worry, and accept others’ doings. Let me believe that you watch over all these things I am inclined to try to control.
Let my grasping hands unclench. Let me not exert my will in trying to supplant you, but instead let me try to discern your guidance. Let me walk your path today, not blaze my own trail. Thy will be done.