Dear Father,

What a privilege it is to approach your throne, one I don’t deserve. Yet you invite me back day after day, and you are ready at any moment to listen. I’m sorry for growing apathetic about your gift of prayer. I’m sorry for viewing it as a to-do item, instead of a get-to-do privilege. Forgive me for Jesus’ sake, and help me to view prayer as what it is: a precious gift and something you command me to do.

Lord, thank you for your love, your grace, your forgiveness…and all the joy and peace these gifts have given me. Help me to share the message of the Gospel with those around me, to seize the opportunities in front of me.

Lord, please strengthen my faith in you. Help me to forgive and love. Help me to seek heavenly things, not earthly things. Help me to make reading your Word, praying and writing here a daily practice.

Bless my husband, my children, my family, my friends. Heal those who are sick, comfort those who are sad, give peace to those who are struggling.

I ask this in your Son’s name,

Amen.