As promised, I’m posting a few sample prayers from my book 500 Prayers for Young People on the blog. Read a bit about it here.
Here are three prayers from the first section of the book: Thanksgiving and Praise. I am suddenly aware that this is a little bit like doing a poetry recital. If you like them, please use them, share them, and well… pray them.
Sculptor of the mountains,
Painter of the universal canvas,
I bow in awe as I think of what you have made.
You love me; insignificant, little me.
My heart is filled with thankfulness,
That the same God who crafted galaxies,
Made and knows me too.
God, I cannot get my head around the idea that you allowed your only Son to die.
So that I could live forever.
I cannot begin to grasp how you are interested in me –
More than that; love me –
When you are the creator of all time and space and matter.
So I’ll switch off my puzzled mind for a moment, and speak from my heart:
Thank you God, that you love me so very much.
Thank you that you didn’t wait for me to catch up,
Thank you that even when I wasn’t interested,
Didn’t want to know,
Laughed at the very suggestion of you,
Buried my head in the sand,
Looked the other way,
Went in my own direction;
You went ahead and loved me anyway.
Thank you that you loved me first;
Loved me through all that,
And will keep on loving me regardless.