pricked by God's love

 Wednesday, November 11, 2026 (4:18 a.m.)

Holy God,

Thank You that we get to love You.

(4:37 a.m.)

Yes! The peace-filled pang I continue feeling in my heart and soul stem from my being pricked by Your love.

Here’s a new to me thought. I was pricked by a rose’s thorn just the other day. Blood was drawn to the wound. And quickly abated.

Thank You that Your love never diminishes. No.

(4:57 a.m.)

♪Your love never fails 

It never gives up

It never runs out on me♪

(One Thing Remains)

Thank You for all that is written in Your Word concerning Your great love for humankind. A love so real and pure I can’t even begin to grasp an understanding of it.

Thank You for the willingness to accept it as You have continuously offered and provided it. Free for the taking. No strings attached.

Father, I want to wear Your love well (Colossians 3:12-14). ‘Let the peace that comes from Christ rule in my heart. For as a member of one body I am called to live in peace. And always be thankful’ (v. 15).

Do all You must Blessed Father that I will live as a child of Your Light (Ephesians 4:17-32). Loving as the apostle John wrote in his first letter (1 John. Chapter 4. Verses 7-21).

I love, need trust and want You Dearest God. Thank You for pricking me with Your love. Use me as You know is best. Thank You. Praise You. Amen.

(256 words ~ 5:25 a.m.)