Evening Meditation: Dad behind your bicycle.

Provider of all worlds, pardon my awkward hands and give them the help of Thy Grace;

Human Testimony of Divine Judgement, excuse my faltering lips and allow respect and honesty to emerge;

Source of All Truth in the all realms, fill my heart of flesh and forgive its inconstant nature that all the rest Thou wouldst allow me be in the peace of Thy Kingdom which, now as my work is adjourned, will restore me that I may serve Thee better in the day to come;

May I remember that I and all those in Thy Earthly Domain to whom I owe service for The Love of Thee are all but designs of Thine, whose worth I am not capable of judging.

Let me close the books on this day and refresh me in the name of Jesus Christ who lives and reigns in the hearts of the just and loving.

Amen