I thank you for everything. You gave me what I asked you. Losing my job was not a punishment but a reward, a blessing. You really love me.
I thank you for the opportunity to spend more time with you, listening, learning, and serving you. Thank you for the additional time I now have to be with my loved ones. Thank you for the additional time I now have to take care of myself. Help me to use this time wisely.
I ask you, Lord, to lead me in the right direction. In the middle of all confusion, help me hear you, choose you, and obey you. Give me the strength to reveal you and honor you through my dedicated work every day.
Sometimes I feel that I am less organized and productive than I should in this job search. Give me peace to accept my limitations and free me from this anxiety. Let me understand that, even if I do all the many things I believe I should be doing, it is only because of you, it is only because of your blessings that I will find the right answers to my requests. I know you have a place where you want me to be and I will patiently wait for you to take me there. Inspire me, then, to do, among many things, the right things.
Give me peace, strength, and courage to trust you, accept you, and surrender to you completely. Make me remember that you have always taken care of me and have always provided in abundance.
Send me the people you want me to meet and that will be good to me.
Lead me, Lord. Take me by the hand through the one open door, among many, you have chosen for me.
Lead me to where you want me to serve you, reveal you, honor you, and touch other lives.
We ask this through our Lord Jesus Christ, your son, who lives and reigns with you and the Holy Spirit, one God forever and ever. AMEN
Written by Piero Falci, December 11, 2001
Prayer to St. Joseph, Patron Saint of Workers
Glorious St. Joseph, you are the patron of all who work. Obtain for me, please, the grace to work conscientiously and to put devotion to duty before my selfish inclinations. Help me to labor in thankfulness and joy, for it is an honor to employ and develop my labor of gifts I have received from almighty God. Grant that I may work in orderliness, peace, moderation and patience without shrinking from weariness and difficulties.
I offer my fatigue and perplexities as reparation for sin. I shall work, above all, with a pure intention and with detachment from self. I will keep before my eyes the thought of death and the accounting which I must render of time ill spent, of talents unemployed, of good undone, and of empty pride in success, all of which is so fatal to the work of God. This shall be my motto: For Jesus, through Mary, all in imitation of you, good St. Joseph. Amen.
The Prayer of Jabez
Oh, that you would bless me indeed, and enlarge my territory.
That your hand would be with me, and that you would keep me from evil. Amen.
The Fellowship of the Unashamed
By: A young pastor from Zimbabwe.
This poem was found on the walls of his jail cell before he was martyred.
I am part of the “Fellowship of the Unashamed.”
The die has been cast. I have stepped over the line.
The decision has been made. I am a disciple of
Jesus Christ. I won’t look back, let up, slow down,
back away, or be still. My past is redeemed, my present
makes sense, and my future is secure.
I am finished and done with low living, sight walking,
small planning, smooth knees, colorless dreams,
chintzy giving, and dwarfed goals.
I no longer need pre-eminence, prosperity, position,
promotions, plaudits, or popularity. I now live by
presence, lean by faith, love by patience,
lift by prayer, and labor by power. My pace
is set, my gait is fast, my goal is Heaven, my
road is narrow, my way is rough, my companions few,
my Guide reliable, my mission clear. I cannot be bought,
compromised, deterred, lured away, turned back,
diluted, or delayed.
I will not flinch in the face of sacrifice, hesitate in the
presence of adversity, negotiate at the table of the enemy,
ponder at the pool of popularity, or meander
in the maze of mediocrity.
I am a disciple of Jesus Christ. I must go until
Heaven returns, give until I drop, preach until all know,
and work until He comes. And when He comes to get
His own, He will have no problem recognizing me.
My colors will be clear.