204 Empty Hands, Full Trust

A prayer for the things God wills that I have not thought to ask.

This morning’s prayer, thought I’d share;

Father Most High,

I come before Thee in the quiet of this morning, with a heart full of gratefulness for Thy glory, which is the only light in my seeing. I write these words because my own tongue would falter. Without You in this season, I would be a snarl of threads, a knot of wants and frayed ends with no patter…