Let my prayer rise like incense before You; the lifting of my hands, like the evening sacrifice. – Ps 141:2

Reflection.  Prayer is not a stratagem for occasional use, a refuge to resort to now and then.  It is rather like an established residence for the innermost self.  All things have a home; the bird has a nest, the fox has a hole, the bee has a hive.  A soul without prayer is a soul without a home …To pray is to open a door where God may enter. – Rabbi Abraham Heschel

Prayer.  Blessed are You, Lord, God of my life.  I bow before You and open my heart to You this day.