Lord, I wanted to start the day with you.
But there was so much to do. So many things demanding my attention. Nothing that couldn’t wait. Yet all of it impatient.
There’s something I wanted to tell you. And I lost what it was.
Lord, I wanted to stop during the day to spend a moment with you.
But so much was happening. So many people demanding my attention. And the habits of busyness are so hard to shake.
There’s something I wanted to tell you. And everything else got in the way.
Lord, I wanted to close the day with you.
But I was so tired. So many errands to run and bills to pay. Meetings to go to and laundry undone.
There’s something I wanted to tell you. And I never got around to it.
Lord, forgive me for giving you back only this borrowed moment.
But there’s something I wanted to tell you. Thank you for holding me close, even when I didn’t know how far I had strayed. For picking up the pieces.
For loving me in spite of me.
Lord, thank you for not giving up on me. And for the grace to try again.