Friday, November 3, 2017

Dear God, correct my thoughts. Direct them. Let me desire your will above all.

I go through my day striving for such trivial accomplishments: advancement at work, regard of my fellows. Let me seek after something worthwhile, dear Lord.

Let me seek to help others, to do your will, to demolish selfish desires. Grab me, pull me by the nose toward your will, away from my defective and puny aims.

Let me eagerly submit to your guidance. Let me be glad to be your humble servant. Let my accomplishment be my meekness and service to my fellows. Thy will be done.

(Letter #1038)