From a Red Mountain Church bulletin in May 2011:
O my Savior, help me. I am slow to learn, prone to forget, and weak to climb, I am in the foothills when I should be on the heights, I am pained by my graceless heart, my prayerless days, my poverty of love, my sloth in the heavenly race, my sullied conscience, my wasted hours, and my unspent opportunities. I am blind while the light shines around me: take the scales from my eyes, grind to dust my heart of unbelief. Make it my highest joy to study You, meditate on You, gaze on You, sit like Mary at your feet, lean like John on your breast, appeal like Peter to your love, count like Paul all things dung.
Let these words resonate not just in my ears and mind, but in my life. Bring me back to You.