By Stephen W. Hiemstra
Heavenly Father, Beloved Son, Holy Spirit,
All glory and praise be to you,
for you formed me in my mother’s womb,
nurtured me as a child, and
strengthened me into an adult
guiding my family, my church, and my many mentors.
I confess that I did not always listen or
cooperate in my youthful growth.
Forgive my resistance even today
to your still, small voice
even as our culture screams in my ears
and tempts my eye in a thousand ways.
I give thanks that you are patient and did not turn
from helping form in your image.
Be ever near;
guard my heart and mind.
In Jesus’ precious name, Amen.
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