The World – My prayer, August 25, 2025

Heavenly Father,   My soul praises You and all my inmost being, praises Your holy name. I will not forget Your benefits, for You forgive all my sins and heal all my diseases. You redeem my life from the pit and crown me with love and compassion, satisfying my desires with good things so that my youth is renewed like the eagle’s. You work righteousness and justice for all the oppressed, and Your compassion and grace abound. You are slow to anger and abounding in love, never treating me as my sins deserve. As high as the heavens are above the earth, so great is Your love for me, and as far as the east is from the west, so far have You removed my transgressions. Like a father, You have compassion on Your children, knowing I am formed of dust. Your love, O Lord, is from everlasting to everlasting for those who fear You.   Lord Jesus, my heart will not be troubled, for I believe in You and in the Father. You have gone to prepare a place for me in Your Father's house, and I trust that You will come back to take me to be with You. You are the Way, the Truth, and the Life, and no one comes to the Father except through You. I know that when I see You, I see the Father, for You are in the Father and the Father is in You. I believe that the works You do are the Father's work, and I hold onto the promise that I, too, will do the works You have been doing, and even greater things, because You are going to the Father. I can ask anything in Your name, so that the Father may be glorified in the Son, and You will do it.   Father, I acknowledge that everything happens for a reason, even when I don't understand it. I confess that I often don't know what I don't know, and I struggle to let go of tomorrow, losing my peace in the process. Yet, I am reminded that it isn't truly faith until my plan falls apart, but I still choose to follow You. If it doesn't make sense right now, I pray for the patience to trust that it will when it's over. I cling to the promise that there will be joy in the morning.   Help me, Lord, to resist the urge to drown in the shallows of my feelings. Grant me the grace to keep believing, even in the middle of the unknown. I know that Your grace will be there when I come to the end of my rope, and I let go. Even when it feels like I'm going down, I know the story isn't over. If it's not good, then You're not done, and I will hold on until the morning, knowing that joy will surely come.   Thank You, Father, for rescuing me from my enslavement to the powers of this world. Thank You, Jesus, for setting me free from sin, darkness, and death. In the Messiah, You have adopted me into Your family as Your beloved child and heir. I am no longer a slave, but God's child; since I am Your child, You have made me also an heir. I inherit Your unending life, honor, love, and a true home in a renewed creation. Help me to see my fellow followers of Jesus as Your children and beloved brothers and sisters, not as competition or opposition. May I always remember our shared eternal inheritance, given equally and without partiality—Your endless love and eternal life.Praise the Lord, all His works everywhere in His dominion. Praise the Lord, my soul.In Jesus Christ Mighty Name

Amen and Amen