
O most high, glorious God, how great is my dilemma! In your awful
presence silence seems best. And yet, if I keep my peace, the rocks
themselves will cry out. But if I do speak, what will I say?
It is Love that calls forth my speech, though it still feels like
stammering. I love you, Lord God. I adore you. I worship you. I bow
down before you. Thank you for your gifts of grace: the consistency of
sunrise and sunset, the wonder of colors, the solace of voices I know.
I magnify you, Lord. Let me see your greatness - to the extent that I
can receive it. Help me bow in your presence in endless wonder and
ceaseless praise. In the name of him whose adoration never failed. Amen
- Richard J. Foster Prayer pp. 90-91
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