On this day when I wake up discouraged and confused,
On this day when despite the joy set before me I see only what I am missing,
give me eyes to see
the blessing in fresh-made bread,
the ease in old friendships,
the glory of wind on my own neck.
Give me hope in all that has been promised
in the resting wings.
Give me peace in the raging water
and the still, calm lake
that is always You.
Above all, give me words
to speak the truth.
For this is enough.
You are enough.