You, God, are my God,
earnestly I seek You;
I thirst for You,
my whole being longs for You
in a dry and parched land
where there is no water.
This morning is my altar to You, my God.
I burn the sacrifices of my attention,
the first fruits of my time and my energy.
Receive praise from my offering, my God,
even as I choose to rejoice in You above all.
My appointments are my altar to You, my God.
I lay before You each and every conversation,
the planned and unplanned,
the upbeat and the negative,
that everything I do and say might be
an offering unto Your service as worship.
My inner life is my altar to You, my God.
May the inner place where no words are uttered
but inner dialogue remains,
where no actions occur
but from which all action flows –
may it be the place where Your glory descends –
beyond words and actions –
to set the offering of my self ablaze
with Your glory.