NIGHT PRAYER: Tuesday 7/22

I wrote and first posted this prayer 11 years ago.  These days in Colorado are filling my soul with peace and gratitude and so it seems it's time to post it again - especially in these times when we all need to remember all we have to be grateful for...

Of all I have, Lord,

all's a gift

from your heart to my heart,

from your hands to mine... 

My being, my life,
my heart and my soul,
my mind's best thoughts
- all your gifts to me...

My family and friends,
the roof above me, the food on my table,   

the freedom I have to speak my faith
- all your gifts to me...

 

My talents and skills,

my dreams and ideas, 

my imagination, intuition and creativity
- all of these, Lord, gifts from your hand...

My faith and my trust,
my passion and love,
my joy and my strength
- all your gifts to me...

My desire for truth,
my hunger for peace,
my thirst for deep and lasting joy
- all are your gifts to me...

Nothing I have is truly my own,

all's on loan from you to me,

given to me to give away,

to share with any and all in need...

Of all I have, Lord,
all's a gift 
from your heart to my heart,
from your hands to mine...

For all I've received

and for all I have,

I give you my thanks and praise, O Lord,

the giver of every good gift...

 

Protect me, Lord, while I'm awake,

    and watch over my sleep tonight

that awake, I might keep watch with you

    and asleep, rest in your peace...

Amen.

 All Is Gift by Luke Spehar

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What do I have that has not been given to me?
What do I have that is just my own?
When all vain pride is gone I see
that all is gift to me, given freely.

 

Now from my mother my body was taken,

my father too that's how I was made.

Creator's breath blew into this dust:

withdraw your love, Lord, I would go away.

 

What do I have that has not been given to me,

all my strength, clever wit or strong might?

Though I can choose what to do with all that I have,

the ability is no work of mine

 

What do I have that has not been given to me?

This faith I hold and believe,

this gift was withheld until my hands wearied of grasping,

slowly opened to fully receive.

 

What do I have that has not been given to me?

what do I have that is just my own?

When all vain pride is gone I see

that all is gift to be given freely.

 

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