The Duty of Delight

(Dorothy Day - found here)

Dear God, forgive me, my failures, my lack of prayer.
I have not begun to learn how. You will have to teach me,
draw me, and I will run after the odor of your garments. . . .

My very weakness, I will try not to worry so much about.
I accept my backaches, headaches, torment of mind as penance
for my sins.

Help me to be patient.

Amen.

~Dorothy Day