A prayer for my generation

I hope I have stability in my heart and my mind. 

I pray that my friends stay close.

I hope I will stop using social media so much,

And I hope I don’t worry about the food I eat

Nor the daily news.

I pray that I’m taking advantage of my day,

but I also hope that I won’t become hyper-effecient.

I hope I can sleep lightly at night

And I won’t toss and turn till four in the morning,

Imagining all the scenarios that could’ve happened and what I would’ve done. 

I pray that I see beauty everyday, notice it and observe it,

During my daily bike ride to school, during my anatomy class

And during my morning cup of tea or coffee. 

I pray that my family is doing fine 

And I pray that love and grace pour in to my heart

Show me patience, manifest themselves 

In the simplicity of my mundane days. 

I hope I don’t become apathetic in the face

of suffering.

I pray in the name of the people during these days,

who enjoy the best material conditions, and yet

whose souls coil and recoil painfully in the dark.