Let me be a demonstration for my fellows. Of your providence, of your path, of your love.
As I perform these tasks and dispatch these chores, let me display cheerfulness. As I set my home in order let me display diligence. As I lay myself open to the criticism of my foes, let me display love.
Lord, let me reflect the joy of your way of life.
Your power starts in my feet and travels up through my limbs. My back is strong, my gaze clear. I am alert. My being is alive and present.
Lord, such a gift you grant me.
Yet I wish for more, grasping for trinkets and debris. Like a child, I long for piles of toys, which soon enough I will forget.
Let me walk through these lands, empty-handed and smiling.
You are the motive force behind this world. You cause things to grow.
Let me unleash your power, dear Lord. Let me align myself with inexorable growth.
You are power. Yet I see you so narrowly. I ask for help and strength to do what I already wish to do. In this way, I place myself at the helm.
Lord, let me give myself over to you. Let me align my will with yours.
Who am I to call on you for strength to lift a burden you have prepared for another?
Thy will, not mine, be done.
Do I alone carry this weight? Will you send fellows to help? Will you intercede? How sturdy is my back?
O Lord, in the dark morning, frightful thoughts course through me. Soon enough my heart will quicken and I will walk. Let me see past these moments of fear, into the bright sunlit activity that awaits.
Indeed, it is the action itself I fear. From my cushion, I wish for idle times. Thereby would I wallow in self-pity.
Arise! Let me walk to meet you.
I need not beg for your aid. I am rescued over and over in so many ways.
The parent places food on the table each evening without first needing to hear cries of hunger; the worker need not implore the owner for their wages.
Let me, Lord, expect what you promise: that we, your children, will find peace in you.
I fear the day and search for deliverance. Grant me confidence in your love for me.
What do you ask of me today? Am I ready?
Lord, grant me equanimity in the face of your call. Grant me single-mindedness while these winds blow.
Deep in my heart, orders come. Let me not turn away from what I hear.