Our Father In heaven, hallowed be your name,
God, you are good.
You have always, been good.
I’m grateful to see it now.
Your kingdom come, your will be done, on earth as it is in heaven.
God, there’s a lot of people hurting right now.
The corrupted are running unbound / absolute skepticism replacing hope
God, bring heaven onto earth. Restore and redeem us, victims of our own brokenness and the brokenness in the world we collectively contribute to.
Give us today our daily bread.
God, as I continue my work day, guide me in the knowledge and deep, deep understanding that this is not my work.
Help me with your all-good heart to separate myself from my ego, as far away I can.
Feed me your love, vision, hope, and healing for this world and your children
Let me sustain and live and breathe with that.
And forgive us our debts, as we also have forgiven our debtors.
More than the mistakes and errors I am conscious of and willingly confess I ask forgiveness for the sins I do not know [yet] I commit: the hurt I incur on others, intentional or unintentional, and the pride/actions I wield not for your glory, but for mine– not in service of love, but in service of love centered on self.
And lead us not into temptation, but deliver us from evil.
God, I thank you for protecting my family.
I thank you for protecting my heart and refining it in a way that I can see that it has not yet broken. Lots of cracks, yes. But cracks have brought fortification, not brokenness.
I pray for your protection that I do not stray, that I stay fixed. I pray for protection from the external, but I pray most of all for protection against the wanderings of my soul.
I love you God.
Thank you God.
You are good, God.
Reflection with Psalms 65
I pray that my satisfaction “in the goodness of your house” is such that I no longer desire a taste of anything else.
Psalms 65 quote that jumped out to me in this moment, a reflection of purity and joy:
“The pastures of the wilderness overflow, the hills gird themselves with joy,
the meadows clothe themselves with flocks, the valleys deck themselves with grain,
they shout and sin together for joy.”
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