I was tasked to write this storyboard, a script of sorts about Mary, the May Flower Devotion, and the catechism the youth ministry is doing this month. For three nights in a row now I end up with nothing. Much as I try to squeeze my brain for the simplest idea for my plot, nothing comes out. Then I realized, maybe I really lack the depth of understanding, the faith, the passion, the inspiration? Yes, I cannot give what I do not have. At six o'clock in the morning today, half-awake, half-asleep, I wrote this prayer instead.
(How do I become like you
in my thoughts,
in my words,
in my deeds?
A child whom the Father has found
great favour,
immense gladness,
much admiration.
How do I become like you
with a mind so limited in understanding
and my heart always troubled with worldly cares?
You became a servant who
followed without hesitation,
worked with compassion,
served with devotion.
While I am a maid who
follows because she knows she has to,
works because she sometimes has no choice,
and serves to save herself from more concerns.
Guide me that I may
understand the teachings of the church
and live the words I mouth in prayer everyday.
Inspire me at all times
that in my dealings with others
they may see your Son,
know the Father,
and feel the Spirit.
And at the end of everyday
may I become more like you -
an obedient child,
a faithful servant,
and a loving creation of God.)
Mary, may my life be
an offering of flowers,
a prayer within your rosary,
and an inspiration to all children I meet.