God. Help me. My life is about discovering how I am lost and helpless without you. I am a sinner. Always — daily — though forgiven. Give me what I need to do only what you want. Give me the grace I need to unabashedly adore you; to bring you everything I own, everything I believe, everything I do. Happiness I wouldn’t say no to and money makes life easier but life and love is all I really need. Won’t you help me please?
Help me to care about how I live day-to-day. Help me to show your goodness to others. Help me to spend my time wisely and give me tomorrow to live and breathe.
Help me not to enjoy others’ mistakes, but cry to for them. I am no better and I can never forget that. I have problems, life seems unbearable at times. But I will never forget the wretchedness you saved me from. My addictions. My need. My pride. My shame.
Day and night, give me places to go and people to help. Give me purpose, love and generosity. Give me love, more love. Help me not to hate. Don’t let me think poorly of others or get angry all the time. And mostly help me to choose my words carefully.
I resolve to be a peacemaker, who brings people together. Help me know others’ pain and to walk the path of pain with them.
Help me to know your will by studying faithfully — daily — and to devote time to being with you in the garden. May my prayers take me back to the garden. Teach me to listen. Teach me to hear.
What you give us, our hope, help me to live as if that is my reason for being, every day that you give me, until I take my last breath.
(Inspired by the first two dozen of the Resolutions of Jonathan Edwards 1722-1223)
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