Sometimes the little things in life trip me up. My personal weakness is saying a bad word. The reflex is definitely stress induced. But still never a good thing.
This is my prayer…
Join me if you need to. (Perhaps you have a habit that is less than desirable).
Father,
Forgive me for my wayward stray. Pick me up and help me back on the straight path intended for my good.
The stumble stings and humbles me.
My hearts desire is renewed to please you in all I do.
My tendency is to stay in shame. But this is fruitless and invites depression.
I ask once again for your joy and undeserved grace.
Thank you for renewing a right spirit within me, and washing me white as snow.
Help me with utterances that do not glorify you. They seem innocent, especially in the eyes of others who may not share my convictions.
Clear away the debris that clutters my soul and mind. Help me to turn my focus once again on you, my Redeemer and Lover of my soul.
In Jesus name, Amen
Need a good book?
Jumping Hurdles to Writing Success
or
Before You Depart: God’s Touch before Eternity
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