Hand in the Darkness
Good morning, my friend! Good morning, Father!
“The LORD hasn't lost his powerful strength; he can still hear and answer prayers.” - Isaiah 59:1. “Stretch forth Your hand from on high; Rescue me and deliver me out of great waters,” - Psalm 144:7
Father, I lift my friend before You. You are intimately aware of everything about their life. You know everything from the number of hairs on their head to their number of days. You knew them before they were born, and knitted them in their mother’s womb. By Your hand every freckle was painted. You shaped their eyes and gently formed the bow of their lips. You are mindful of how they were made, know their favorite color, their greatest pet peeve, what makes them laugh and what makes them cry. Your presence is all around them, inhabiting the very air that touches their skin and fills their lungs.
We bring their requests before You, not because You are unaware of their needs, but in awareness that You are the giver of every good and perfect gift. You set reminders of Your presence, Your love and faithfulness at every turn, if they but have the eyes to see them. Colossians 1:17 says, “He existed before anything else, and he holds all creation together.” Even the molecules of Laminin that hold the cells of our bodies together are shaped like a cross, to remind us that it is You who hold us, and will hold us together when life threatens to tear us apart.
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