Your best for us

Thursday, August 1, 2013 (6:36 a.m.)

Blessed Father,

Just like the song says, I'm bringing my heavy burdens to You in prayer. We have a deafening silence going on around here. Feelings keep getting hurt. Hope starts to bubble up only to have a wave of despair wash it away.

This is not Your best for us. Holding each other at arms length in order to judge or attempt to protect ourselves from one another has never been Your best for us. Hmm. Your best for us. Can we please take a look at what that is?

Mm, more than just a look. A smile. A sense of peace. Hope. Father, You absolutely know what You are doing in and with us. I ask You right now to continue Your work at removing all that is not necessary for our life with You and replacing it with that which is truly essential.

I confess to wasting precious resources. Time. Energy. Emotions. Words. Here I am again asking You to train me in Your fine art of good stewardship.

Father, You have provided us with so much. Not only are You able

(9:05 a.m.)

Ah, yes, Father You are able! Able to bring unexpected phone calls from friends. Phone calls that help heal. Father, I look to You this morning asking that as You work Your best for us, You would heal our hurts as well.

You are able Father. Able to bring hope and healing to a hurt and hopeless world. Give each of us the strength to continue looking to You for the power to stay on Your path of righteousness. It is in Your Son's most holy name I pray, asking Your best for each of us.

I love You Father. I thank You. Amen.

(296 words ~ 9:10 a.m.)