by
Kent E. Gunnison ©
To be like Jesus every day.
To love my neighbor along the way.
To try to show the kind of love
That brings forth blessings from above.
To forgive those who bring me pain
That I might, my Father's forgiveness, gain.
To walk with those brought down by sorrow,
And try my best, their yoke, to borrow.
To care for those whom others shun
The way that Jesus might have done.
To please my Father in Heaven above
As I delight within His love.
And, as my shadow in the sun
Lengthens, as my day is done,
My evening prayer is a simple one:
Please, help me be more like your Son.