Let me again explore inside, where my heart dwells, to find the baskets of kisses that have been set aside for You and Your Son.
Let me search for those elusive words of love within, that are so soft and delicate that I can send them out on butterfly wings to find a welcome place in Your thoughts.
Let me tell You for a moment, that after I prayed last night I could feel Your embrace of tenderness and hear Your quiet whispers between the dreams of the night.
Dear Father, let there not be anyone or anything else to occupy my time or attention, except for the beauty of You, ever gentle on my mind.
Father God,
Let my thoughts not escape into the world of trivia to be carried off on a whim.
Let my eyes not be dazzled by the flashing neon signs of commercials hanging on buildings, when they should find delight in the stars that You pin up at night.
Let my ears not zero in on the loud and crass lyrics of a fading idol, when they should be listening to the soft melodic choruses of angels praising Your name.