A Personal Prayer
Lord, you know I am growing older. Keep me from becoming talkative and possessed with the idea that I must express myself on every subject. Release me from the craving to straighten out everyone’s affairs.
Keep me from the recital of endless detail. Give me strength to get to the point.
Seal my lips when I am inclined to tell of my aches and pains. They are increasing with the passing of years, and the love to speak of them grows sweeter as time goes by.
Teach me the glorious lesson that occasionally I may be wrong.
Make me thoughtful, but not nosy. Helpful, but not bossy.
With my vast store of wisdom and experiences, it does seem a pity not to use it at all. But you know, Lord, that I want a few friends in the end.
Amen.
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