THE THREADS

THE THREADS

Heavenly Father,
Not of my own will, I am here; not of my own will shall I soon pass hence.
Of all that shall come to me this day, very little will be such as I have chosen for myself.
It is Thou, O hidden One, who dost appoint my lot and determine the bounds of my habitation. It is Thou who hast put power in my hand to do one work and hast withheld the skill to do another. It is Thou who dost keep in Thy grasp the threads of this day’s life and who alone knowest what lies before me to do or to suffer.
But because Thou art my Father, I am not afraid.
Because it is Thine own Spirit that stirs within my spirit’s inmost room, I know that all is well.
What I desire for myself I cannot attain, but what Thou desirest in me Thou canst attain for me.
The good that I would, I do not, but the good that Thou willest in me, that Thou canst give me power to do.
Amen.
-John Baillie
A Diary of Private Prayer