Dear Lord

Make me
Too humble to deem myself better than any I meet along the way.
Teach me. . .
That had I carried his load I might have fallen lower that he.
Make me. . .
Too honest to stoop to any form of deceit.
Teach me. . .
To live each day with complete untainted sincerity.
Make me. . .
Too patient to allow petty things of life to ruffle my souls tranquility.
Teach me. . .
To do the best that is in me, and then to leave the rest–
Big and small to Thy care.
Make me. . .
Too understanding to misread another’s motives,
or to fail to see the scars of battle that he bears.­­
Teach me. . .
That human sympathy is Heaven’s divine medication
For life’s greatest hurts.
Make me. . .
Too kind to hurt another even when doing so would
Advance my dreams and hopes.
Teach me. . .
That only in making others happy can happiness be found.
Make me. . .
Too full of love for others to brood over the hurts life deals to me.
Teach me. . .
That in living for others self is forgotten, and we are living for Thee.