I open my clenched fists and ask You to take all the burdens they have been holding.
I open my eyes, wide to see, and ask You to show me all to which I have been blind.
I open my ears, hoping to hear, and ask You to sing to me Your loving grace.
I open my mind, so hard with knowledge, and ask You to soften it with the truth.
I open my heart, so blocked with fear, and ask You to remind it You are always near.
For I know You are knocking, God,
knocking each morning on the door of my soul.
I open the door right now,
and every window within,
and pray, dear God, that You will come in.