Thursday, April 16, 2026 (5:48 a.m.)
Holy God,
I love You. I’m glad to be Yours. And I’m feeling out of sorts this morning.
How’s that for being honest?
(6:44 a.m.)
And just like that [snap!] You took me exactly where I needed to be. Straight into Your Word. Teaching me again that I am not alone.
You are good. You are faithful. You are just. You are righteous. You have so much for us.
Holy God, how I ask (Matthew 7:7) You to continue Your work in me. I want to learn to pray honestly with You. Telling You my hurts. And fears. Not only the joys and hope.
David knew to do this. “O my people, trust in Him at all times. Pour out your heart to Him, for God is our refuge” (Psalm 62:8).
Thank You for the reminder of this invitation Dear Lord. I tend to filter, then censor, my silent prayers to You.
Instead of praying honestly with You, I pray politely. As though I would ever be able to hide my heart of hearts from You. The Creator of all!
Father, You created each of us specifically to Your own design (Psalm 139:14, Ephesians 2:10). Use me exactly as You know is best.
Do all You must in, with, by, through and for me that I will come to freely voice my fears as well as my joys to You. I love, need, trust and want You Lord.
Thank You for all You’ve done. Praise You for all You are. I’m glad to be Yours. Amen.
(270 words ~ 7:10 a.m.)