Like an out-of-control wildfire, my thoughts often take hold of me, scorching the purity that comes with holy living. Lord, send the rain of Your mercy upon me as Your Word creates a barrier preventing the toxic smoke of these distractions from reaching my soul. Selfish vanity howls like a tempest when I do not get my way. Sadness is voracious. Anger is greedy. When all attempts at comfort and truth-seeking are swallowed up by excuse, let me become aware of the presence of my enemy. Lord, Your Spirit alone can slay the wolves circling the edges of my mind like the worldly predators that they are. Hasten me toward a meadow of good thoughts. Let me dwell on that which is biblically good and kind. Vanquish the gloom of soul brought about by sinful desire. Keep me undisturbed by temptation that only leads to folly. Guide me along the narrow way with insatiable tenacity to reach the destination marked out by Your mighty hand. When my thoughts become clouded, shine the light of glory until those clouds roll away. Upon Your truth alone, my ruminations must dwell if anything I do or say is to be trusted. Forgive my feeble mind, Lord. Together with my heart and soul may I love You entirely. Under the protection of the Word in Philippians 4:8 and the authority of Christ, I bow in prayer.

 Finally, brothers and sisters, whatever is true, whatever is noble, whatever is right, whatever is pure, whatever is lovely, whatever is admirable—if anything is excellent or praiseworthy—think about such things.
Philippians 4:8, NIV