The following is a prayer taken from The Valley of Vision edited by Arthur Bennett. I read this prayer yesterday and was gripped by the honesty and humility it displays. I was challenged to ask myself if I really believe all of this or if I feel I am something just a little bit better. By the end I realized that the author’s prayer had become my prayer. “Give me a broken heart that yet carries home the water of grace.”
O Changeless God,
Under the conviction of the Spirit I learn that
I am like a bird before a man.
How little I love thy truth and ways!
I neglect prayer,
Of all hypocrites, grant that I may not be an evangelical hypocrite,
My mind is a bucket without a bottom,
My conscience is without conviction or contrition,
My will is without power of decision or resolution.
My memory has no retention,
Give me a broken heart that yet carries home the water of grace.