Friday, November 16, 2018

A Child’s Prayer


A Child’s Prayer 


                My Lord and My God, behold Your Small One.  I am prostrate before you …not out of a holy humility, but of my smallness.  How can it be that you call me your Child?  Yet you prize me as the Apple of Your Eye.  I cannot see beyond my barrenness …you see what you created me to be.
           
          How else can I hope in you, that I dare to presume your Mercy?  So it is that I kneel before you, begging for this Great Exchange.  I bring to you my Sinful Soul and Broken Body, with nothing to give but a child’s desire to receive …knowing that you will offer me New Life. 
          
           You envelope my surrender with a Knowing Trust …as a Swaddled Babe held at breast.  Though I yet touch what I long for, I am at rest in Your Bosom, My Father.  I can only praise you, My Lord and My God.