Dear Lord,

Please give me . . .

A few friends who understand me and yet remain my friends,

A work to do that has real value, without which the world would feel poorer.

A mind unafraid to travel even though the trail be not blazed,

An understanding heart . . .

A sense of humor,

Time for quiet, silent meditation,

A feeling of the presence of God,

And the patience to wait for the coming of these things, with the wisdom to know them when they come.

W. R. Hunt