Father of Creation, Just like you did for Adam and the Israelites, you have provided what is best for me. You have protected me, fed and clothed me, and you have searched for me in the cool of the day. And just like Adam and the Israelites, I have failed you. I have tortured those around me with fear and humiliation. I have looked down on those around me and held them tight in a yoke you did not fasten. Perhaps the worst thing I have done, though, is to refuse to meet you in the garden of your delight. You have watched for me and I have turned away. Help me to daw close to you now. Plant my feet firmly in your ways and never let me dry up or be overtaken by weeds. Let me produce the fruit of your Holy Spirit. Amen.