My Father, my Savior,
This night brings no certainty about tomorrow. I know what I want to happen, but then I think of all that could happen. I want to be healed, but then there are so many that need healing. There are so many that hurt.
I want my family to be cared for by you. But there are so many more that need care. I think about tomorrow and I feel so inadequate, so incapable of knowing how to pray to you, even though you are the one who knows me better than any other.
I am at a loss for how to come before you. Not because you haven’t made the way clear, you have! Not because you haven’t blown me away with your grace, you have! I am at a loss because my need of you is so great. The world I live in sees no need of you. Holiness is a joke, something to be scorned. Your beauty is exchanged for lies that dangle the joy of human comfort before a doubting church.
O Lord, where do I go? I must pray, but the words, the thoughts, won’t come. Only your people loving you will bring hope. But now, even as I write, your Spirit, through your word, draws me to you. The greatness of your holy character is what will sustain me, my family and those whom you have called to yourself. I pray that I will be content with trusting you to be faithful to who you are and to me.
Restore my troubled soul. Draw those who love you to see the wonder of Who you are. Heal our land with a vision for the purity and holiness of your character. Give me rest this night that – my Savior and my God.
In Christ’s precious name, Amen.
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This post originally appeared on Shepherd Press and was republished with permission.
Jay Younts is the author of Everyday Talk, Everyday Talk About Sex & Marriage, and he is the Shepherd Press blogger. He is a ruling elder at Redeemer Associate Reformed Presbyterian Church in Moore, South Carolina. He and his late wife Ruth have five adult children.
