Father, Mother, God, in the quiet of this morning hour
I come to you for peace, for wisdom,
Power to view the world today through love-filled eyes,
Be patient, understanding, gentle, wise.
To see beyond what seems to be
And know thy children as thou knowest them,
And so, naught but the good in anyone behold.
Make deaf my ears to slander that is old.
Silence my tongue to aught that is unkind.
Let only thoughts that bless dwell in my mind.
Let me so kindly be, so full of cheer,
That all I meet may feel thy presence near.
O, clothe me in thy beauty, this I pray,
Let me reveal thee, dear Father, Mother, God,
through all the day.

Sarah McKnight Devens

Even the saddest things can become, once we have made peace with them, a source of wisdom and strength for the journey that still lies ahead.

~ Frederick Buechner

May our heart’s garden of awakening bloom with hundreds of flowers.

~ Thich Nhat Hanh