I want to be a woman, Lord, the perfect blend of energy and grace.

I want to be the woman whose lips speak wisdom and compassion.

I want to be the woman whose hair is always fashion-salon perfect;

Who wears her clothing Barbie-doll perfect,

Whose nails, complexion, and smile are confection perfect.

Lord, she’s the perfect woman I want to be.

I want to be a sister, Lord, always there for my sisters in Christ ~

Dependable, cheerful, hospitable.

I want to be the sister who is never petty, never jealous, never small-minded.

I want to be the sister who never tears others down, but instead builds up.

Lord, she’s the perfect sister I want to be.

I want to be a friend, Lord, a neighbor to the world . . ..

Concerned, caring, and never too busy to help.

I want to be the friend who never gossips and never competes.

I want to be the friend who sees the world through Jesus’ eyes,

Then cares enough to change things.

Lord, she’s the perfect friend I want to be.

I want to be a professional woman, Lord, a role model for the young,

but never at the expense of her family . . .

Smart, successful, and competent.

I want to be the professional who achieves her goals without forfeiting her ethics or her charm.

I want to be the professional who rises to the top,

but never loses sight of who she is and how she got there.

Lord, she’s the perfect professional woman I want to be.

I want to be Your daughter, Lord, an honor to Your name.

Simple, eager, and tender.

I want to be the daughter who never questions Your wisdom and never doubts Your love.

I want to be the daughter who rests securely in Your arms and wholly trusts Your leading.

Lord, she’s the perfect daughter I want to be.

Someday I’ll meet her, Lord . . . the woman I want to be.

She’ll be wearing my freckles.

She’ll be sporting my grin.

And she’ll be lifting one eyebrow in whimsical disbelief.

Someday I’ll turn around and there she’ll be –

The perfect woman I want to be.

But until then, Lord, make me willing each day

To be the woman You want me to be.

Anoint my eyes with compassion,

My ears with tolerance,

And my heart with joy.

Let me grow in Your grace.

Let my every word and my every deed be as pure and clear and transparent as sunlight.

May I live each moment to glorify Your holy name.

Lord, that’s the kind of woman only You can create in me.

                                                Kay D. Rizzo in On Wings of Praise

                                                Review and Herald Publishing Ass’n

                                                            (Adapted)