Prayer for Confidence

Surrounded by trees. Overlooking a lake. Days on a beach. Nights around a fire. These are a few of my favorite things.

Yes, I wear makeup. Yes, I wear jewelry. Yes, I shave. Yes, my nails are painted. Yes, this is how I camp, and I love it. In the city or in the mountains, I am Jaclyn. It’s who I am.

How refreshing to learn who we are. Truly. That no matter what we are doing, we do it as who we are. No thought as to what is expected or what we “should be.”

Simply you. Pure, true, comfortable, confident.

Father, I love freedom. I love that freedom matters to you. That it is a concept designed by you. A gift deep within us that our souls desire.

Freedom from the reign of another.

Freedom from sin.

Freedom from chains.

Freedom from expectations.

Freedom from past.

Freedom from shame.

Freedom from lies.

Freedom from fear.

Freedom from all things that weigh us down, that lead us away from you, that stumble before us as traps daring us to fall.

We have a confidence in You! That confidence allows us the strength to stand in freedom.

Father, thank you for the gift of freedom.

Freedom is vulnerable sometimes. Or is this thought just mine?

I don’t think I’m alone in this. To stand in freedom is a bold proclamation on which we proudly stand. That’s vulnerable. Arms raised in exhalation – free of hindrances. That’s confident. Oh, that we see freedom as a gift, and that we stand confidently in that freedom! May our confidence bring honor to God and to the ones who gave us the very freedom in which we stand.

Confidence in our Father’s love.

Confidence in our Savior’s resurrection.

Confidence in the Spirit’s leading.

Confidence in your nation’s heritage.

Confidence in your spouse.

Confidence in your parenting styles.

Confidence in your ability.

Confidence in your smile.

Confidence in your You.

You are free to be confident. In the city or the mountains. πŸ˜‰ Be you.

Philippians 1:6

Jaclyn

Crazy how it’s been five days

Lord, not five days since I prayed, but five days since I have written my prayers. These last five days have been amazing. Much celebration of the life you have given me to raise and instruct and grow and nurture.

Thank you for giving me a greater ability to do that than I have in nurturing a house plant. Those poor things die. Fast. But my son is still rooting and blooming.

Now, Lord, I sit here dressed in pink, with my pink purse next to me, sitting on a pink towel, seeing the reflection of my pink lipstick on my iPad – clearly needing a minute of girl time after all that boy stuff.

Lol. Will I always be the girly girl? My thought is, yes. Yes, I will. It’s who I am. My question for you is this, Can you use my authentic girliness, mix it all up with your will, and pour our combination (you and me) out all over the desires and plans of my heart?

In five days, our schedule switches from these lazy, sunny days to school routine. With that switch comes hours a day for me to write, to work, to turn the swirls within my heart into a reality.

God, reading through Nehemiah this week I see his devotion to you. So sincerely devoted that when taunts and doubts arose around him he saw them as what they were, taunts and doubts.

  • He remained in communion with you.
  • He remained in your hand.
  • He remained kick-buttedly focused on the hard work set before him.
  • He remained steadfast on the desire you placed on his heart.

Oh, Lord, that We may be Nehem-ettes. Authentic and ready! May we enjoy these last few days. May be begin internally preparing our hearts for the work set before us.

Thank you that we do not have to build a wall with a sword in one hand, but, Lord, I pray that we will ___________________________ with Your Sword in our hand.

All that we do, Sweet Father, we do for You.

Seven Loud Statements

I AM HERE WITH YOU MY DAUGHTER

I have been told that I got saved when I was three years old. I believe this due to the close relationship I have always had with God. His presence a constant in my memories, my reality. I no longer wanted my salvation to be based on someone else’s memory. I wanted to remember. I wanted clarity. I wanted a day to remember. That day was 24 years ago today. At the age of 16, while serving at the Word of Life island summer camp in New York, I got saved (againπŸ˜‰). My name was not rewritten in the Lamb’s book of life, but my heart beamed in the newness of my walk with my God.

I HEAR YOUR PRAYERS

Do your prayers jump around as much as mine? Everything and nothing swirl around as I sit at His feet. And … he gets it. I love talking with God! There are no rules. No walls. No apprehensions or holdbacks. It’s safe.

I HOLD YOUR HEART

Ohmygosh! How we treasure this truth! To give our heart to a human is vulnerable and scary because of the damage someone else had done to it. So our trust in another person falters. But God! Oh, how steady are his hands! Delicate. Confident. Faithful. Steadfast. Our heart is safe and secure.

I SEE YOUR TEARS

The Psalmist declares that our tears are held in a jar. That is so enduring! Jars come in different shapes and sizes. I am pretty for sure my jar is the shape and size of a room. I just know God has a glass room in heaven full to the tip-top with my tears. Tears of all kinds, happy and sad. Oh, how he sees our tears. As if He knows each drop with a deep and pure intimacy.

I AM HERE TO HELP YOU OVERCOME

Again with those mountains! Without them, how boring the scenery of our lives! Not all mountains are awful. I’m learning that. Some are seasons of life that call us higher to enable us to see the valley with sweeter clarity.

GIVE ME YOUR ALL

All what? I think this differs so greatly for each of us. As I said before, I got saved when I was three. All I have ever known is that God has me. And being in his arms, that means all that I had was in his arms. All my sadness, all my confusion, all my dreams were curled up with me in his arms. As I grew into adulthood, this truth grew with me. My happiness, my joy, my heartaches, my struggles, my victories, my dreams, my fails, my losses, my thrills, my giggles all sit with me in the full presence of my God.

I’VE GOT THIS

Yeah, He does! No doubt. Do your thing, Daughter of the King, and let Him do his.

✨Psalm 145:16✨


The “loud” statements above were text to me this morning by my dear friend, Jenn. I am so spoiled each and every time she graciously shares her photography, wisdom, and prayers with me. I HAD to share her truths with you today!!

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