I'm typically in bed and wrapping up my day with evening prayers at 8:30pm or so. My normal schedule is to arise very early in the morning to pray and write, and that requires an early bedtime. But I find that I can get a "whole day" of work done in the early morning hours, because there are so few interruptions.
That has NOT been the case over the last five days !!!! Between out-of-town visitors, installations and ordinations, late night concerts followed by later-night after-concert dinners, contractual delivery commitments and 10001 other things - my schedule has been tossed in the bin.
And so I pray the simplest prayer one can pray ---- JESUS, HELP ME !!!
You can't pull one word out of that prayer without losing significant meaning.
JESUS - My source. My everything.
HELP - I cannot do it on my own; if You don't show up, I'm done for.
ME - Your son needs you.
I'm so grateful that my help comes from the Lord !!!!
Somedays (like TODAY, for instance) - a three word prayer is about all I have time for.
He still listens.