My Sweet Lord,
Father, I knew fear was bound to slip into my thought life as I prepare to teach on fear versus Your Love later this week. And it did. My dreams last night shook me to waking tears. My thoughts naturally settle in an old, familiar place as the nausea of things past sit with me in the present.
Father, I do not miss this old, familiar place.
In my fight, my head hurts.
In my fight, Scripture rages.
In my fight, I equally crave sleep all the while I disdain the thought of returning to ill dreams.
Lord, may I just sit here with you? Selah
Father, I knew fear would slip into my thought life. Yet, Lord God, I knew you would too! How faithful you are to restore your Words hidden on my heart. How true you are to capture my thoughts and sing songs of victory over it. How beautiful you are to gift girlfriends who rise up in prayer and understanding.
Father, I do love this new, familiar place.
In your presence, I rest.
In your presence, I find strength and resolve.
In you presence, I joy once again.
Lord, in you I am free.
Father, I pray for those who are battling fear right now. Lord, fear is born in many situations. Yet, it haunts us all the same. Will you, I pray, rehearse truth and purity, goodness and gentleness, Scripture and songs of victory, laughter and love upon her heart and in her thoughts this very moment.
Father, teach her a new cycle from old patterns to newness in You.
In you, may she remember who she is. (1 Cor. 3)
In you, help her fight to win. (Rom. 4)
In you, teach her to stand beside her friends, Sword in hand, claiming victory. (Eph.6)
Lord, shine your face upon her today. (Psalm 31)
Fear. Cast it out, we unite in prayer, in the name of Jesus Christ! Fear. You have no place. No right. No reign.
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