Please pray with me. God who moves in our lives with a hope and
healing, we know Your wisdom needs only a few millimeters to find room to
reside within us. Thank you, God, for
moments this week when asking whether something needed to be said, now, by me
was helpful or even adverted creating more animosity. Thank you, God, that You need only a split
second to help me write a better story.
I share with You times I said some snappy come back that hurt someone. Or moments I treat my words as if they are
scoring me points on that mythical (but does-not-exist) scoreboard. I still can see life as a balance sheet where
if I don’t speak, I don’t win. Help me
continue to listen to the stories I tell myself, then give You, O God, room to revise
my story with the one You are prayerfully co-authoring with me. May such space help me and be a blessing to
those I encounter today. In the name of
the One who loved to tell Your story of endless love, Jesus the Christ. Amen.
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