Lord . . . Let Me Not

Lord, I pray that I may never cease

To meditate upon your name

Upon your richness,

Your beauty,

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,

Your grace,

Your strength,

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.