Prayer #3

Like incense, let the fragrance of this sacrifice of worship rise
Beyond the reach of my voice and words, even my thoughts and imaginations.
Like rain, let your blessings fall on this parched existence I call my own
Soaking deeper than I can reach, enough to overflow, spread and stretch
Further than I can see, or hear, or broadly estimate, much less predict.

Prayer #1

Seconds pass and moments go by,
Hunger passes and sleep comes to an end,
Happiness is fleeting and sadness abides only for awhile,
But you Lord are everlasting.
So with our transient presence here,
Father, grant us the grace to worship.
Like the stars across the heavens let our praises be-
In multitude and in beauty.
Amen.