Father, from your Holy Sanctuary descend upon us and make us Your dwelling place, even Your holy tabernacle. May the prayers that arise from our hearts be incense that glorifies You! May the living offerings presented here warm Your heart! May we never allow anything to enter us or come out of us that contradicts our being Your temple! Grant us a new reverence for our own bodies, because You live in us. Amen!
“May my prayer be counted as incense before You; The lifting up of my hands as the evening offering.” Psalm 141:2 (NASB)
From “The Disciples And The Teacher”, by H. Lamar Smith
