Ah, my Lord, you are the greatest in all things good and bright and pure. Yet you walked with Adam and Eve, then once again you walked among us and delighted in us in the body of Jesus. Even now I hear your tears as I read of your struggles with ego-filled leaders and those who willingly follow them.  And I hear your laughter when I read of those who allowed you to conquer their will in exchange for being in tune with the great Mind of the universe. I long so for my struggles to end so I can rest in you. But, until then, I will praise your very name day and night.

My Lord, I was looking through some things I have had in storage for years. Why am I hoarding them? If I am not going to use them, why am I not giving them to someone else or selling them and giving the money to someone else? How selfish of me. Forgive me.

Lord God, I adore you and love you. You are with me always. You watch me day and night. How amazing that you do this for all people who belong to you. You never tire. It makes you happy to do so. We are your delight. How can I thank you for such love? You are my comfort and joy, my calm and exhilaration, my beginning and ending.