yahweh, help me to keep a heavenly perspective today as i go about my runnings around and preparations for this week. let me see you today in each thing i do and not lose sight of your eyes; that is when the overwhelming weight of stress and worry comes over me, so i want to see you because you are better than all of that. i want this week to be one of worship from me to you and a testament that you are asking me to always grow. i love to sing your praises, so help me to do that even when i'm not at the piano, but walking around, meeting with your people, and girding up for this newest quarter. my impatience and frustration can so easily taint the you that i carry around, but i want to be flavorful of your truth, full of your spirit, and an image of the living God.

the voice of the lord breaks the cedars
and in his temple, all cry, everyone cries glory