Dear God, this Good Friday, I ask you the gift of innocence like that of a child, yet wisdom to judge between what is right and wrong. I ask you the gift of sensitivity towards other's problems, yet strength to stand up against those who are wrong. I ask you the gift of maturity to deal with situations without hurting anyone, yet to know how to say no when others ask me for something that is against my own happiness. I ask you the gift of ambition to always aim for the stars, yet to always learn to be happy with what I already have. I ask you the gift of love so that I may always love all your creation just the way you loved me.
