Prayer of Brother Lawrence

Lord of all pots and pans and things, make me a saint by getting meals and washing up the plates. I cannot kneel in the choir, nor climb the heights of prayer; but let me do my small work well and find you waiting there. O God of the kitchen and the common day, teach me to do everything for love of you, and to know that the time of business differs nothing from the time of prayer; for in the noise and clatter of my kitchen, while several persons are calling for different things, I possess God in as great tranquillity as if I were upon my knees. Amen.