A Disciple's Prayer

This morning, at 6:15 Ron and I woke up to resounding and spectacular thunder. The windows shook from the boisterous display and we simply listened as the show continued. Finally Ron said, "Man, that was impressive." I replied, "It was the trumpet call of God. It's Rosh Hashanah."

Christ has not returned quite yet. But just for me, this lone woman in Eastern Tennessee, God gave a preview of a glorious day that's coming. How can you not sit back in awe and revel in the goodness and extravagance of Jehovah?

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Here's a prayer from the Divine Hours (which the author, Phyllis Tickle, took from the Book of Common Prayer):

"O Lord, my God, to You and Your service I devote myself, body, soul and spirit. Fill my memory with the record of Your mighty works; enlighten my understanding with the light of Your Holy Spirit; and may all the desires of my heart and will center in what You would have me do. Make me an instrument of Your salvation for the people entrusted to my care, and let me by my life and speaking set forth Your true and living Word. Be always with me in carrying out the duties of my vocation; in praises heighten my love and gratitude; in speaking of You give me readiness of thought and expression; and grant that, by the clearness and brightness of Your holy Word, all the world may be drawn to Your blessed kingdom. All this I ask for the sake of Your Son my Savior Jesus Christ. Amen."

This is the prayer of a true disciple. May it be mine.