"Lord, I don't know what to ask for. You love me more than I love myself, you know more about me than I do: give me what I don't even know to ask for. I am so lost I do not even know what it means to be lost any more. Please God, I am trying to open my heart to you: I don't dare ask for either a cross or a consolation. Everything I ask for is full of me, and empty of you. Do what you think is best, in your love and mercy. Kill me or heal me, darken me or lighten me: whatever is best in your sight. I know that you will not turn your back on someone who comes to you in desperation. I have stopped wanting anything but what you want for me. Teach me to pray. I give myself to you: I will be your prayer if you will have me."

-adaptation/translation of a prayer of Father Fenelon (17th century French mystic).