Monday, April 17

A prayer for today: 15a

mortal body made immortal by God
O God who always was and always will be, and is not at one time in one place because all times and places are in you, help me to understand my destiny as your child. Here I stand, weak and mortal, amid the immensities of nature. But I am blessed by you, O Lord God, because you have made me in your own likeness and have breathed into me the breath of your own life. Within this poor body you have set a spirit that is like your own Spirit. Within this corruptible you have planted incorruption and within this mortal immortality. So from this little room and this short hour I can lift up my mind beyond all time and space to you, the uncreated One, until the light of your countenance illumines all my life.

Let me keep in mind that my mortal body is but the servant of my immortal soul:
Let me keep in mind how uncertain is my hold upon my bodily life:
Let me remember that here I have no continuing city, but only a place of sojourn and a time of testing and of training:
Let me use this world without abusing it:
Let me be in this world but not of it:
Let me behave as having nothing yet possessing all things:
Let me understand the vanity of the temporal and the glory of the eternal:
Let my world be centered not in myself but in you:
Almighty God, who raised from the dead our Lord Jesus Christ and set Him at your right hand in glory everlasting, I thank you for this hope of immortality with which through many ages you have cheered and enlightened the souls of your saints, and which you most surely sealed through the same Jesus Christ our Lord. Amen.

Paraphrase of A Diary of Private Prayer by John Baillie ©1949 Charles Scribner's Sons