Help me, God.  Help me remain constant.

When I feel like the world is out of my control, show me your omnipotence.

When I don’t know what the future holds, show me your omniscience.

When I feel alone in this life, in this house, in this body, show me your omnipresence.

Help me remain a constant.  Help me express your truth.  Let your beauty resonate beyond all the ugly that may come near us.  Be the one final truth, expressed through my words, actions and life.

Show me the direction to best lead my family.  Someone must lead.  I’ve seen too many episodes of Survivor to know that without a leader, the tribe is doomed to be disorganized and ineffective.  I desire much more for my tribe.  Until the other members (all other members) are able to participate in an effective manner, show me my place.  No.  Show me your place that I may reside in it.

I trust my children will ultimately be ok.  I know you wouldn’t have it any other way.  What’s left is to relinquish control as myself and give it all to you.  Allow you to cradle the family in your protection and trust it will always be there for us.  Surround my boys with peace and love and strength and right so they may know what it means to be a man of God, putting their families ahead of all other than you and ending the cycle of indifference.

Strengthen me and show me your way.