Dear Lord Our Father In Heaven,
I bow before you this morning with humble thanksgiving that I can approach the throne of God as freely as a child runs to their parent.
I can sit on your lap and talk with you about my day! I can dream my dreams with you, share my hopes and desires. I can relate my extraordinary stories, again and again, knowing you are the reason behind the great, and yet you still listen as I talk.
You are there with arms wide open when I have fallen and my knees are bleeding. You scoop me up and hold me near, applying the balm of your love and placing the band-aid of healing upon me.
When the bullies of the world are taunting and threatening, the cold chill of fear and dread blow against my fragile bones; what a blessing to know that I don’t face my enemies alone and in your arms; I find warmth and shelter.
When the world or people in my life bring tears from my eyes, not only do you count them, you gently dry them. I find comfort in knowing you see all that happens to me. You hear every word spoken to me and about me. You are my God, my defender, my champion.
Lord Jesus, by the stripes on your body, placed there by an undeserved beating, you have given me victory over sickness and disease. By your death and sacrifice on the cross, I too will live in heaven with you for eternity.
But until the day I awaken in your presence or one day look up and see you descend. I am everyday thankful for you in my life and the lives of those I love.
I love you, Lord, and in your glorious name, I pray. Amen
Please, make this prayer your own…have a blessed day! It’s Sunday, Our Lord’s day of rest! I hope you will! 🥰
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