I found this post as I perused some of the topics on WordPress and it resonated with me. If you believe in prayer or not it merits attention. I read and saw my own weaknesses and thought this is something to hang on my fridge . Daily reading will keep me humble . I hope you will find some inspiration in it. I repeat that I am not responsible for this writing though I wish I could have been the author.
Thou knowest better than I myself that I am growing older and will someday be old. Keep me from the fatal habit of thinking I must say something on every subject and on every occasion.
Release me from craving to straighten out everybody’s affairs. Make me thoughtful but not moody; helpful but not bossy. With my vast store of wisdom, it seems a pity not to use it all; but Thou knowest, Lord, that I want a few friends at the end.
Keep my mind free from the recital of endless details; give me wings to get to the point. Seal my lips on my aches and pains; they are increasing, and love of rehearsing them is becoming sweeter as the years go by.
I dare not ask for improved memory, but for a growing humility and a lessening cock-sureness when my memory seems to clash with the memories of others.
Teach me the glorious lesson that occasionally I may be mistaken. Keep me reasonably sweet, for a sour old person is one of the crowing works of the devil. Give me the ability to see good things in unexpected places and talents in unexpected people; and give, O Lord, the grace to tell them so. Amen.
This prayer is attributed to Theresa of Avila. Either the language has been very, very updated, or some contemporary person wrote it and attributed it to Theresa. Whichever it may be, it’s a great prayer that rings all too true.