Oh, Lord, I want to change, but then again I don’t want to, either. I’d rather remain in my self-centered ways. I’d rather blame someone else for my lack of success, for my stunted spiritual growth, for my coasting through life without significant goals.

I’d rather inhabit my small world than create an ever-expanding universe of love and brotherhood.


Father, I confess my contentment with mediocrity, my truce with the world, my complacency over eternity.


Chip away, O God, at the hardness of my heart.