By George Matthew Adams

I am tired tonight, God. Not discouraged, not overwhelmed with heavy weight of work or worry — nothing like that, God, but just tired - tired, tired.

Sometimes I think that You were made for tired people, God, because tired people are always yearning for love and the kind comfort of a great Mother-Father, as You always seem to be to everyone, God.

I worked hard today, God. I tried to do my work faithfully and well. I know that I did not do it perfectly, but because I am tired tonight, I am very sure that I gave of what I had, with a sincere desire back of my efforts to make all that I did do worth while. So You will overlook where I failed, won't You, God?

I am tired. But since I tried to do my best, I feel happily tired. Grant unto me, then, God, that I be given sleep and rest — and that the dreams I have, if they come, may be beautiful and full of pleasant pictures.

Lift me into the tomorrows, as I sleep, and lay Your plans for my usefulness, so that when I awake, I may go forth in newness and strength, glad of life and living.

Help me to weave and interweave every thought and effort and desire of my own heart into that happy scheme of work and service which, as it is pursued, knits all human effort into one grand and noble plan.

I am very tired, God. But there are others who are much more tired than I. Remember them, God. Rest them, too. Lift them from their discouraged and frightened states and grant unto them the ease and help of Your strong arms.

Thank You, God.

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