Leaving The Past Behind

Lord,

Thank you that my life is in your hands.

I can shake off the burdens of my past,

the regrets and failures,

trusting you will work all things for my good,

and reveal to me the treasures hidden in darkness.

I praise you for your wisdom, discernment,

and counsel dispensed into my spirit,

your molding, pruning, and stretching;

forging me in your continuous flame of love

as I am being created in your image.

I forget what is behind,

you clear my vision for what lies ahead.

No more shadows looming in the future,

or expectations and assumptions I should fulfill,

but surrendered and free, I look to you today,

in this moment,

the gift of your presence with me,

let me run with you.

I bless you Lord.

Amen.

My Comfort

Lord,

I praise you for your comfort and kindness.

When my body is weak

and I am feeling fragile,

I thank you that I can lean in,

trust in, depend on you.

Your hand covers me,

you shelter me under your wings,

I will abide in your shadow,

close to your presence.

Thank you for your gentle strength,

your light warmth,

your kind joy and hope

that comforts and upholds me.

You uplift my spirits

as your presence heals my frame,

your strength is perfected in my weakness.

Thank you for your angelic hosts

that surround me,

ministering healing and life.

I praise you that I’m fearfully and wonderfully made,

an echo of your glory, love, and delight.

I love you, thank you for being with me

always.

Amen.

Give Me Strength

Lord,

I praise you and thank you for tender care,

your love and gentleness wrapping around me,

bringing comfort to my body, soul, and spirit.

I thank you for your rest when I feel weak,

thank you that you’re not the one that pushes,

rather it’s me,

so I lay down my own expectations, to-do lists, and pressure,

and just breathe,

resting in your hands,

now aware of your presence,

feeling the anxiety drain from my muscles,

and relief fill my cells.

In my weakness, be strong and rise up within me Lord through this day.

Let it be your Spirit, life, words, love, wisdom, grace, and strength

to minister to my heart and those around me,

that I may decrease so you will increase

and I can still be a faithful witness to your beauty and righteousness.

I’m unable to go forth without your strength and power,

your grace and life,

go before me and rest on me Lord,

I praise you that I have all I need in you for life and holiness,

I have you.

I bless you Lord.

Amen.

Walk With Me

Abba,

As I go through my day,

grant me dove’s eyes for you,

an awareness of your presence,

your voice,

your peace,

your heart.

As people cross my path,

bumping into my being,

as circumstances fill the space around me,

use it all to slough off dead soulish skin,

expose the places of my need,

the idols of my choice,

and pour out your lovingkindness, mercy, and compassion,

into my broken matrices,

that I may truly be healed, set free, and whole.

Let me sit and be in your love

in all my glorious mess,

let it be your love and grace that truly transforms and sustains me,

not my disciplines, mantras, and efforts.

Abba I invite you,

come into my day to day,

my step by step,

my breath to breath,

breathe into me,

and empower me to walk with you.

Let me be your companion

just like in the garden.

I love you Abba.

Amen.

Entering Calm

Lord of Shabbat,

I praise you for rest,

the rock of my salvation,

safety and security are in you alone,

laying all soul weariness at your feet,

comforted and refreshed under your talit,

drinking from your springs of living water,

you are the source of life,

your presence heals and revives.

I put aside the distractions,

my worries and cares I cast onto you,

I choose to quiet my soul,

be still,

and draw near,

trusting you will draw nearer still.

Thank you for your open arms,

that you never stop waiting,

with open arms, embracing heart,

I praise you for choosing me,

that you are all I need, will ever need.

You are my everything Lord,

I bless your Name.

Amen.

Healing In Relationships

Abba,

I thank you that I may approach your throne room of grace,

and that you hear my cries and petitions.

I bless you for your heart for healing and wholeness in relationships,

and I praise you for your precious fellowship,

Father, Son, and Spirit,

three in one, one in three

dwelling in perfect, beautiful unity.

Abba have mercy on my brothers,

restore the sweet intimacy of their brotherhood from youth.

Melt down the walls that have been built up through the years,

cleanse and heal wounds and trauma that were beyond their control.

Soften hearts from unforgiveness, bitterness, and anger,

and remove the distorted filters given by the enemy.

Please save, heal, and deliver them Lord,

out from the spirit of division, oppression, isolation,

pride, deception, unforgiveness, suspicion, and betrayal.

Release repentance upon their hearts,

a spirit of conviction of sins,

and turn their faces to you,

draw them to yourself,

let them see your Son

and receive His sacrifice, forgiveness, and life.

Let them dwell in unity

by the grace of your Spirit,

in one heart, one mind, one spirit,

under the lordship of your Son,

restored, healed, whole, complete.

Place your hedge of protection around them,

release your angels concerning them,

fight the battle that has raged against their brotherhood.

Abba, you always win,

please destroy the enemy and bring your victory here.

Bless these brothers to receive your full compensation

for all the years the locusts have eaten,

and revive this relationship

with your precious mercies, grace, and life.

Thank you Abba.

Amen.

Garden Of Life

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Lord,

I praise you for my rich inheritance,

Master of the garden of my life.

Beautiful, skilled, able, and loving Designer,

show me your vision, your hope, and your passion

for this garden you’ve called me to steward.

Let me be your companion as you share your dreams with me,

listening for your voice, your counsel, your guidance,

sharing your yoke which is easy and your burden light,

co-laboring with my Beloved

so that you would receive the riches and fruits of your inheritance.

Help me to till and plow the rocky soil,

to pull up the weeds of destruction planted by the enemy,

foxes that would steal, kill, and destroy.

Show me what was never meant to be planted

that must be removed,

heal the soil and revive the ground

the enemy has trampled on, abused, and misused.

Thank your for your rest and healing for certain garden plots,

and for the excitement of planning for others.

Show me what and where you would have me plant,

the lines, the spacing, the depth,

how you would have me nurture, water, and grow.

I praise you for the seedlings, life, and bursts of color,

promises of a beautiful and abundant spring.

Thank you for your wisdom

in reclaiming your pleasant boundary lines around me,

and restoring the broken walls.

Your presence within my garden is life itself,

you are the Rock and foundation, the Living Water, the Source

of all life, strength, power and healing.

I bless your miraculous work of life within me,

that you would receive all the glory and praise

for the transformation within.

Amen.

The Lord Is God

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Beautiful Lord,

anointed by the Spirit of the living God,

on mission to deliver the good news

to those who are sick, castaway, rejected, and afflicted,

I praise you Messiah for saving me,

for binding up my broken heart,

the Balm of Gilead for this hurting world.

I praise you for delivering me from the confines of my iron cage.

disintegrating the bars of my control, proving, and striving,

releasing me from the darkness of my fears and anxiety.

Lord, you save.

And my enemies that spun lies and deception,

tempting my darkened heart to despair and grasping false hopes,

from my broken DNA to ripened sin,

lost, lost, lost in a tangled web of grief and regret —

you obliterate and have crushed them under your heel.

Your day of vengeance and retribution has come.

and your absolute victory — certain and true.

You take me from grief and mourning,

you are the lifter of my head,

washing mind, body, and soul with comfort and hope.

You anoint my head with the oil of joy,

my cup overflows.

You are the giver of good and perfect gifts,

and praise wells up in my heart,

and my heavy spirit is shed off like old, dead skin.

Yeshua, you are Adonai,

you are Messiah, Deliverer, Healer,

the Way, the Truth, the Life,

the Author and Perfecter of my faith.

You make me yours —

a tree of righteousness,

strong, holy, bold, righteous, and true,

it is your work,

I gratefully surrender my life, my heart, my relationships to you,

so take control of my life

and have your way in me.

You are merciful, just, and true.

Amen.

Drops

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Lord,

one glance,

of your clear blue eyes

like beckoning waters

sparkling in sun,

one drop

of your presence,

your peace,

lapped up

by the cracks and crevices

of this dry, weary soul,

restores me,

sets me right,

grounds me,

and replenishes me,

for just the next step,

one more.

I praise you for the drop,

the waterfalls,

the trickles,

the rivers and streams,

it is all you,

to faithfully guide me,

discipline me,

bless me,

and lead me straight to you.

Amen.