I was weeding in the literature section yesterday in the library and came across of book of prayers. These two by Soren Kierkegaard really spoke to me.
Faith
Teach me, O God, not to torture myself, not to make a martyr out of myself through stifling reflection, but rather teach me to breathe deeply in faith.
Your Hand, Lord Jesus
We receive everything from your hand, Lord Jesus. Your powerful hand stretches forth and turns worldly wisdom into holy folly. Your gentle hand opens and offers the gift of inner peace. if ever it seems that your reach is shortened, it is only to increase our faith and trust, that we may reach out to you. And if ever it seems that your hand is withheld from us, we know that it is only to conceal the eternal blessing you have promised–that we may yearn for that blessing even more fervently.
