Sun Prayer and The Tale of the Prayer and the Little Fox
Oh Lord grant that I may be all that this coming day brings to me with spiritual tranquility.
Grant that I may fully surrender myself to Your holy will.
And every hour of this day direct and support me in all things. Whatsoever news may reach me in the course of the day, teach me to accept it with calm soul and the firm conviction that all is subject to Your holy will.
Direct my thoughts and feelings, and all my words and actions. In all unexpected occurrences do not let me forget that all is sent down from You.
Grant that I may deal straightforwardly and wisely with every member of my family neither embarrassing nor saddening anyone.
O Lord, grant me the strength to endure the fatigue of the coming day, and all the events that take place. Direct my will and teach me to pray; to believe; to hope, to be patient to forgive and to love. Amen.
Thank you Lord, for you have shown me your great love for mankind over and over again; raising me up from every new trouble I fall into; that again and again I might cry out to you with each new day praising your Almighty power.
Enlighten the eyes of my mind and ❤️ and open my lips to ponder and reflect on Your word; to come to the understanding of Your commandments; to do Your will in all things; and to sing to You from the depths of my ❤️ forever glorifying Your Most Holy Name; Father Son and Holy Spirit; now and forevermore. Amen.
The Tale of the Prayer and the Little Fox
In Egypt, in their ancient Christian past there had once lived a monk who befriended an uneducated and simple peasant farmer. One day this peasant said to the monk, I respect God too, who created this world! Every evening I pour out a bowl of goat's milk and leave it under a palm tree. In the evening God comes, and drinks up the milk; He's very fond of it. There's never once been a time when even a drop of milk is left in the bowl.
Hearing the words, the monk smiled, and kindly told his friend God does not need the bowl of milk. The peasant insisted he was right; and the monk suggested an overnight watch secretly watching to see what happens to the bowl of goat's milk.
When night fell they hide and secretly watched from a distance. And soon in the moon light; a little fox crept up to the bowl and lapped up the milk. The peasant sighed disappointedly, and said "I can see it's not God." The monk explained to him God is a Spirit; and tried to comfort him; telling him every one comprends God's presence in their own unique way. The peasant wept, and went home to his hovel. The monk also went back to his cell, and when he got there his path was blocked; he was amazed to see his cell blocked by an angel. Utterly terrified he fell to his knees, and the angel said to him with what wisdom, and education you had: you took away what wisdom the peasant had.
But there's one thing that you don't know; learned O man; God seeing the sincerity and true heart of this good peasant; every night sent the little fox to that palm tree to comfort him and accept his sacrifice.
For from Him and through Him and to Him are all things. For all things originate with Him and come from Him: all things live through Him and all things center in and tend to consummate and to end in Him.
To Him be glory forever. Amen.