Lord, I don't know what to say. I understand the words, now, "My cup runneth over." Thank you for all that you have done for me; I ask only to remember. Let me remember all the many little times when a kind word lifted me, when a favorite song came on the radio, when sunlight on my face warmed me. The million tiny things You do that I did not always notice, but if I think to recall, all those things are clear to me: in one way or another, You have been with me the whole way. You are all the things, too, in my life that are right, that are true, that make me worth anything at all.
My Lord, You ask for nothing in return, and there is nothing I can give you that You require. I can give You nothing that means anything to You, I think, but the one: I will give You myself. That is the one thing that is mine I can make Yours, for all the world is Yours already. I give You myself as best I can, to be Yours from now past the end of time. If I recall, I see all the good that is within me is Your doing, and it is only right that all if it returns to You. Just let me remember, and I see You at every corner I have ever been walking, with an ear only to my saying, "Yes."
Amen.
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12:47pm saturday, 4th january
I love this prayer although I'm not Christian and have trouble with the concept of 'God' as a 'Lord'. But in my heart I feel the same way, so thank you for putting it into words for me.
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