Friday, March 16, 2012

A Prayer

God, let me be the instrument through which love comes
In all my interactions, in all my wanderings, in all my days
Let me speak purely from your mouth, your words, which become my words,
to others
And let no other thoughts, feelings, let nothing interfere
Let me live from that place of joy, not pain
Let me see all as the innocence that they are
Let me help those who cannot help themselves
For I have an unbounding flow of love and acceptance to give.