Lord, I pray that I may never cease
To meditate upon your name
Upon your richness,
Upon the power of your being,
Upon what I lack without your intercession.
Once these things are forgotten
Is when my works become toil
Is when my children become burdens
Is when the blessings become bothersome
Is when I become hopeless.
For you have given so much to me,
The power of your peace . . .
My countenance drops
when I truly realize how often this ceases from my mind
Allow these truths never to vanish.
Allow me never to forget
How rich I am through just your presence.
You are worthy of so much more.
Lord . . .
Let me not . . .
. . . Forget.