Son Glasses

Jesus, My perspective is myopic and short sighted.
I can only see this moment.
And fantasize about the future.

Give me eyes to see,
What you want me to see.
Help me focus on you not the future.

Heal my blindness.
Give me sight.
Give me clarity.

No more rose-colored glasses.
No more bifocals.
No more contacts.

Change my prescription.
Help me focus on you.
Give me Son glasses.

Following You

O Lord, Keep me on the path of your choosing.
I am easily distracted by others.
New challenges constantly call my name.
Circumstances demand attention.
Help me keep my eyes on you.

Let my feet follow you,
regardless of the surroundings,
regardless of the voices screaming,
regardless of the enticing songs.
Your path is true, it is secure, it does not wonder.

O Lord, your Spirit is my guide,
My Comforter, my Friend, my Protector.
I choose your path,
Even when I cannot see around the bend
Or over the rise.
Even when it looks like a dead-end.

I will trust you, I will rejoice in you.
You cannot lead me astray.
I will praise your name.