Rest

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Abba,

I praise you for the finished work of your Son.

Thank you for our King, Prophet, and great High Priest —

knowing you, knowing me,

having passed through this life,

with fragile skin,

as human as I am,

but without sin.

Thank you for intimately knowing and understanding my weakness and failures,

interceding for me, you’re on my side,

encouraging me, rooting me on.

You are my hope Lord,

who lived the perfect life before God,

being the blood sacrifice for my sins,

taking my punishment, dying my death.

You ascended and passed through into the heavens,

and are now seated at the throne of grace,

lovingly extending your scepter,

generously pouring out your favor and blessing,

anointing me with oil in undeserved mercy and kindness.

Today,

help me to hear your voice,

to trust and believe you,

to not shrink back from the light of your Word,

piercing my soul, separating bone and marrow,

exposing my need, my desperation, my pride, my unbelief.

Draw me to you Lord,

I ask you for faith,

and the grace to enter into your salvation,

and the fullness of your rest,

today and all the days of my life into eternity.

I bless you that you alone are God,

my Savior, my Messiah.

Amen.