Dear Jesus, I desire to meet, this day, with You. And yet, my mind keep flitting to so many things—the projects I want to accomplish, the people I want to talk to, the people I wish I didn’t have to talk to. I am distracted, O Lord. I wonder if these things are distractions to spiritual concentration or invitations to see You in the ordinary things of life. I wonder.
Dear Jesus, I know that You are the Center who knows no distraction. I offer up my mental fragmentation to You, O Lord, my God. May my scatteredness become Your gatheredness. As I contemplate a thousand things, Jesus, may I somehow contemplate You.
Dear Lord, I want to place my hand in Your hand and walk and talk and listen. I long to sit at your feet and learn of You from You. I place myself under your bidding. May I sense your presence. May what I do lift up Jesus—here, at this time, and in the world where I will go.
To reach out to Your hand, O God, is my desire. To realize that You are always reaching for my hand is to know Your grace in my life. Thank You for that realization, in heart, mind, and soul.
I love You, Lord. I want to worship You in spirit and in truth.
In the name of Jesus Christ and through the power of Your Holy Spirit, I pray, with thanksgiving. Amen.
The Path Continues…