I have long believed that the most powerful prayer I know is simply, "Thank you, Father, for my everything just as it is right this very minute. Amen."
It is ever relevant...sitting in the middle of happy, it applies. Lying face down in my own mud, it applies. Taking snark from enemies...from friends!...it applies. Busted flat in Baton Rouge, waitin' for a train, it applies.
Interestingly, since I truly have long believed in that prayer, I can awaken any given morning thinking, "Please, God, don't let that happen," or "Please, God, make this happen." That is interesting to me because it proves to me that my ego Lucy also is ever relevant. Anytime I think I have the perfect prayer (when it's a panacea I'm wanting), Lucy's there, usually assuring me that she has my back.
There. The necessity for daily meditation, for the discipline of thoughts focused on spiritual principles, made plain. That's the exercise...meditation and disciplined thoughts...that give "Thank you, Father, for my everything just as it is right this very minute" its power. By our actions, we prove to our self and to God that we'd rather have his will done in our life than our will.
Thank you.
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