Lord, I thought that by the time I was
this age I’ve come to be
That my face would glow
and my pores would ooze spirituality
I thought my prayers would be so deep
for your kingdom here on earth
Instead I am much more concerned
with my abdominal girth
And I seem to be the same old me
While You are the great I AM
Please make me all that I should be
By your unfailing plan
And the fruit, Lord, of the spirit that
I know should flow from me
Longsuffering, gentleness, goodness, faith
Love, joy, and peace
But the problem is I strain so hard
At these gnats that bother me
That I hardly notice camels
That I keep swallowing
Lord, I know I can be fluent
In modern “christianese”
While inside, I may be filled with pride
And my heart can be deceived
Unite my heart to fear your name
Free me from all distractions
Loving you with heart, mind, soul, and strength
Until love shows up in my actions
So as years go by
(they say time flies)
And as I turn another page
Help me, oh Holy Spirit
To truly act my age