Age Gracefully

A Prayer
~author unknown~
 
 

Lord, keep me from the habit of thinking I must say something on every
subject and on every occasion.

Release me from craving to straighten out
everybody's affairs.

Keep my mind free from the recital of endless
details---give me wings to get to the point.

I ask for grace enough to
listen to the tales of others' pains. But seal my lips on my own aches
and pains---they are increasing, and my love of rehearsing them is
becoming sweeter as the years go by.

Teach me the glorious lesson that
occasionally it is possible that I may be mistaken.

Keep me reasonably sweet; I do not want to become a saint
---some of them are so hard to live with
---but a sour old person is one of the crowning works of the devil.

Give me the ability to see good things in unexpected places,
and talents in unexpected people.
And give me, O Lord, the grace to tell them so.

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.