Wednesday, June 26, 2019

A Nun's Prayer
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As I prepared to write the readings for this last week, I am sitting at my desk realizing it will need to be cleaned out by tomorrow.  The movers are coming to take it to the house.  As many of you know, underneath the glass on top I have a multitude of pictures and quotes shared with me during the years.  So, this week, I share with you quotes and writings that have meant a great deal to me that I have placed here since we moved to Carthage.

17th Century Nun’s Prayer

Lord, thou knowest better than I know myself that I am growing older and will someday be old. Keep me from the fatal habit of thinking I must say something on every subject and on every occasion. Release me from craving to straighten out everybody’s affairs. Make me thoughtful but not moody; helpful but not bossy. With my vast store of wisdom, it seems a pity not to use it all, but Thou knowest Lord, that I want a few friends at the end.

Keep my mind free from the recital of endless details; give me wings to get to the point. Seal my lips on my aches and pains. They are increasing and love of rehearsing them is becoming sweeter as the years go by. I dare not ask for grace enough to enjoy the tales of other’s pains, but help me to endure them with patience. I dare not ask for improved memory, but for a growing humility and a lessening cocksureness when my memory seems to clash with the memories of others. Teach me the glorious lesson that occasionally I may be mistaken.

Keep me reasonably sweet; I do not want to be a saint-some of them are so hard to live with-but a sour old person is one of the crowning works of the Devil. Give me the ability to see good things in unexpected places and talents in unexpected people. And, give me, O Lord, the grace to tell them so.   Amen.

To review last week’s readings, click the link below and select Last Week’s Reflections from the Daily Reflections drop-down menu.

https://firstunitedmethodistofcarthage.org/daily-reflection/