LORD: You know better than I know myself that I am growing older and will someday be old. Keep me from the fatal habit of thinking I must say something on every subject on every occasion. Release me from the craving to straighten out everybodys affairs. Make me thoughtfull but not moody,helpfull but not bossy. With my vast store of wisdom,it seems a pity not to use it all,but you know, Lord, that I want a few friends at the end. Keep my mind free from the recital of endless details: give me wings to get to the point. Seal my lips on my aches and pains. They are increasing and love of rehersing them is getting sweeter as the years go by. I dare not ask for grace enough to enjoy the tales of theirs,but to help me endure them with patience.I dare not ask for improved memory,but for a growing humility and a lessening cocksureness when my memory seems to clash with others. Teach me the glorious lesson that occasionally I may be mistaken. Keep me reasonably sweet: I do not want to be a Saint....some of them are so hard to live with....but a sour old person is one of the crowning works of the Devil. Give me the ability to see good things in unexpected places and the talents in unexpected people. And give me Lord, the grace to tell them so. Amen. I am not religious but I love this prayer. I should say it every day. I am so differnt than this . I should keep myself in check. I think some of the hate posters should read this as should all of us.