Thank you for being a God who is big enough to hold all of my insecurity, fear, and failure. Thank you for forgiving me time and again, for allowing me to grow—even if it’s hard—to be more like you. I am so thankful to be your child, and I trust you to be the one who is in control of my life. I lay down my anger and my pride in exchange for your grace and a humble heart. I surrender to you, Lord, and humbly ask to partake of your peace in love.
Thank you for understanding what it is like to be lonely. Help me eagerly await the day when I will be eternally with you. And please help me endure physical loneliness as I wait for the freedom to fully commune with others in person. Give me strength and hope, Father.
Lord, thank you for blessing those who persevere. Thank you for your compassion and mercy as we wait. I confess I am weary in the waiting. I’m tired of the world being this way. Keep me from turning to sinful anger or fearful fretfulness. Forgive my grumbling and complaining. Help me run this race with joy in you, my redeemer. Thank you for your mercy and strength in my weakness
May my hope in you be the anchor for my soul—firm and secure. As I fix my eyes on you, I ask you to give me perfect peace even in the midst of the storm. You are my peace.
Father, you are the Creator, and you have compassion on your creation. You know how all living things function. Your knowledge and power can heal the brokenness in this world. You are Creator God, Healer, Redeemer!
Father, I praise you for your unchanging nature. You do not change. You do not grow old or weak. You are timeless and powerful, full of love and truth. You are King of Kings and Lord of Lords! You are my refuge.
An introduction to a series of prayers for security, healing, peace, patience, communion, compassion, comfort, humility, and joy as the world continues fighting a pandemic.
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