Lord,

I'm coming to the dusk of my life and my bucket list is growing longer every day. I'm sure my list is different from your list for me, because several items on my list have been there nearly as long as it has taken me to get to now. Help me to streamline my list according to Your Will ... not mine. Forgive me the things on my list that are frivolous and self-seeking and give me time to let them go. Help me turn from my distress at my wrinkled reflection in the mirror and focus on the beauty of the dusk You have blessed me with.

In faith,

Sandy

P.S. Can I keep 'riding my own Harley' on the list, Lord?