My Stopover

I need to curb my temper and bridle my tongue. I prayed to help me get along with people who are difficult, thoughless and selfish. To keep me from speaking barbed words from unkind silences that hurt even more. Restrain my anger when things go wrong. I believe that to bear this trial can make me sweet inside and that I may be warm with other people. With gentle in things I say and kind in what I do.