In the quiet of this morning, when anything at all seems possible, secure my heart and my thoughts for you, Oh Lord.
My plans, my expectations must fall apart before your sovereign plan; give me open hands and an open heart.
When tiny feet sound on the stair, signaling the end of the stillness (and hot coffee!), give me your love for them. May the fullness of my hands cause my heart to burst with reasons to give you glory.
Let me never cease to pray for the children you have entrusted to me; make them sharpened arrows for your kingdom.