Don Merritt’s post this morning, about starting the day with prayer, brought back a memory of a prayer I wrote in 1996 while wondering what God was up to in my life after a home accident I had suffered. I was in pain, miserable, bound in casts and slings and felt totally hopeless and helpless. Here, then is the prayer I prayed out of desperation. It changed my whole outlook and made what I thought of as unbearable to bearable.

SET ME FREE

Oh, Spirit, set me free

to be what I am meant to be;

let loose the bonds of misery.

Oh, Garden of Gethsemane,

the place of pain–yet hope, despair,

was mingled in that garden air

reminding me I am set free

to be what I am meant to be.

©1996

What is your prayer this morning?