In the morning, I mused, and my heart was hot, burning to the core.
I spoke to God:
“Oh Lord, open my mind to know the days of my life.
Teach me to measure them. Quicken me to know my end.
God, I am frail.
Undeniably, my years are breaths, mist, fading.
I am a shadow.
You gaze on me. Look away from me so my strength returns before I slip away.
Oh my God, I fall short. Show compassion on me because I know you forgive with unconditional love.”
My prayer is an adaptation of Psalms 39: 3-6, & 13.
3 My heart was hot within me; While I was musing, the fire burned. Then I spoke with my tongue.
4 “Lord, make me to know my end, And what is the measure of my days, That I may know how frail I am.
5 “Indeed, You have made my days as handbreadths, And my age is as nothing before You; Certainly every man at his best state is but vapor. Selah.
6 “Surely every man walks about like a shadow; Surely they busy themselves in vain; He heaps up riches, And does not know who will gather them. …
13 “Remove Your gaze from me, that I may regain strength, Before I go away and am no more” (NKJV, 1982, Psalm 39:3 – 6, & 13).
New King James Version, NKJV. (1982). Psalm 39:3 – 6, & 13. Thomas Nelson. Retrieved from https://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Psalm+39&version=NKJ