"The Wounds We Carry"

"LORD, you have seen this; do not be silent. Do not be far from me, Lord” (Psalm 35:22, NIV).

I was only thirteen years old. I can still remember the day my older sister said to me, “Get ready so that you can come with us.” My heart filled with excitement. I hurried into my room, put on my makeup, dressed up, and rushed into my older sister’s room with a big smile on my face. “I’m ready! Let’s go!” I said. But sadly, before I even realized what had happened, she was gone. They had left without me. I remember going to bed that night crying, still wearing my makeup. I was hurt. I was only thirteen, and I could not understand why my own sisters would do something like that to me. When my sister returned, I remember my two older sisters laughing so hard at me because I still had my ruined makeup on. I could hear their laughter as they made fun of me, knowing that they had fooled me. Perhaps, to them, it was just a joke. But to me, it was a painful memory that would stay with me for years. And this was only one of many experiences.

Growing up, there were so many times when I felt left out, rejected, and ashamed. I wondered what was wrong with me. Why did I feel so unwanted by the very people I longed to be loved by? Why did I repeatedly find myself feeling excluded by my own older sisters? I carried those wounds for many years. Sometimes, the deepest wounds are not caused by strangers. They come from the people we love, the people whose acceptance we long for, and the people we hope will make us feel that we belong. Can anyone relate?  In the bible Joseph’s brothers hated him due to severe parental favoritism by their father Jacob. Later in Genesis 37, Joseph’s brothers threw him into an empty pit (Cistern) and later sold him into slavery for 20 pieces of silver. Later, Genesis 50:19 “But Joseph said to them, “Don’t be afraid. Am I in the place of God? You intended to harm me, but God intended it for good to accomplish what is not being done, the saving of many lives. I will provide for you and your children.” And he reassured them and spoke kindly to them.” As I look back at that thirteen-year-old girl, I wish I could reach out to her, hold her in my arms, and tell her that she was worthy of love. I wish I could tell her that being left behind did not mean she was unlovable. But there is something else I have had to learn on my journey with God: I have to forgive. And if I am honest, forgiveness has not always been easy.  How do you forgive the people who wounded you repeatedly? How do you let go of the pain when the memories are still there? How do you move forward when a part of your heart still remembers what it felt like to be rejected? How do you forgive when some people don’t have Jesus? How do you forgive people who still hurt you? 

I have learned that forgiveness does not mean pretending that the hurt never happened. It does not mean calling something harmless when it causes you pain. And it does not mean that you must allow someone to continue hurting you. Forgiveness means bringing the pain before God and allowing Him to work in the places of our hearts that still ache. I may not be able to change what happened to that little girl, but I can ask God to heal the woman who still remembers.

I can tell the truth about my pain without allowing bitterness to become my home. I can acknowledge what happened without allowing those memories to define my worth. And even when healing takes time, I can continue asking God to help me forgive. Because the truth is, I can forgive someone and still need God to heal the wound they left behind. Today, I am learning to give those wounds to God, one memory at a time. I was the reason my sister heard: “Jesus save me” when no one else could. The first bible gift was for my sister. My first preaching was for my sisters.   Unfortunately, getting hurt, betrayed and disrespect seems at times to be part of my journey. There are times that it feels like the wound was re-open, this time deep! There is a particular kind of pain that comes from being wounded by someone who was never supposed to hurt you. It is one thing to be hurt by an enemy. You expect opposition from someone who does not love you. You expect betrayal from someone who has never been trustworthy. But what happens when the wound comes from someone you trusted? Someone who sat at your table, shared your laughter, knew your struggles, heard your prayers, and had access to the most vulnerable places of your heart?  What happens when the person who knew where you were hurting becomes the very person who hurts you? This is my everyday journey. Everyday, I have to forgive! I really have been tested! I admit, I do not like this test because it really hurts so much. “God is close to those who are hurting and saves those who are crushed in spirit”. (Psalm 34:18)

David understood the pain of betrayal. In Psalm 41:9, he speaks of a familiar friend, someone who ate his bread, someone close enough to be true.   The wound: Being hurt repeatedly by the people you grew up with and perhaps expected to love and protect you. There is a particular wound that comes from someone you trusted. I have not only been hurt from my sister’s but by ministers, leaders in power. 

After being deeply hurt, My question to God: “I’ve forgiven, but I'm still angry about it! Why am I still feeling this way after forgiving him?” This question is one many of us carry, if we’re honest. If forgiveness is the solution to being hurt, why are we still angry after forgiving? I believe it’s because forgiveness and healing are not the same thing. As a nurse I have been hurt by colleagues and team leaders in power. Imagine you’re riding your bike, and someone veers into the lane and breaks your leg. Even if you forgive them, you still have a broken leg. Left untreated, it gets infected, eventually costing you the limb. Many of us are limping through life with the emotional equivalent of a broken, infected, amputated heart. So how do you heal the wound that remains after the offense?  What do you do when the offender isn’t sorry? This is very tough! As you read this blog. I hope that you can take the time to fast and pray. Because it is through fasting and praying that we forgive. We can not do this, but God can heal you. Just like David prayed out his pain raw, unfiltered, honest asking God to bring his enemy to justice ; so I have. “LORD, you have seen this; do not be silent. Do not be far from me, Lord” (Psalm 35:22).

Let’s pray! 🙏

God, I need you. We need you. God, we ask for forgiveness. What they did to me was wrong, and I ask you to repay them according to your word. I trust your justice. Help me understand that your plan is redirection. Father, Abba awake and rise to my defense! Please contend for everyone reading this blog! Everyone who has been hurt inside or out of the fathers house. Redirect our paths. Guide us! We need your help. Father, You know the wounds I have carried for years. You know the memories I rarely speak about and the tears I have cried in silence. Help me forgive those who have hurt me, even when the pain is difficult to release. Heal the places in my heart that still feel rejected, forgotten, and unloved. Remind me that my worth does not depend on how others have treated me. Teach me to forgive without denying my pain, and lead me toward the healing only You can bring. In Jesus’ name, Amen. 

“I Don't Want to Grow Up”

Scripture: “When I was a child, I talked like a child, I thought like a child, I reasoned like a child. When I became a man, I put the ways of childhood behind me.”

~1 Corinthians 13:11🦋

There are moments in life when I don't want to grow up. Not because I don't want to be a responsible woman. Not because I don't want to be strong. But because sometimes life becomes so hard that I wish I could be a little girl again where Mommy and Daddy could fix everything.

When I was a child, I didn't carry the weight of difficult decisions. I didn't have to figure out what to do when things went wrong. When something scared me, I ran to my parents. But then we grow up. Suddenly, people are looking to us for answers. As a nurse, I have experienced moments when things can become scary. There are times when you are standing there waiting for the doctor, and you are it. The patient is looking at you. The family is looking at you. Everyone is waiting for you to know what to do.

Sometimes, even though you appear calm on the outside, inside you are thinking, “God, please help me. I'm scared too.” There are moments when life feels exactly like that. Last week I was being faced with all the odds against me. “ I started crying, I was complaining to my husband”. “I am tired”. “I don’t want to grow up”. “At times I wish I was just a little girl without any responsibilities”. What do you do when you are it?  As a little girl “Tag” is a playground game involving one or more players chasing other players in an attempt to “tag” and tag chase the kids until someone is “it”.  My husband sat there to listen until he decided to sing to me the “Toys r us “ song; “ I don’t want to grow up, I want to be a toy’s r us kid”. Sounds Funny? Yes, but at that moment I was hurting. I was calling on God for a rescue. 

You have to make difficult decisions. You have responsibilities. People depend on you. You have to keep moving even when you are mentally exhausted and physically tired. And sometimes you wonder: “How am I supposed to be a victorious woman when I don't even feel strong?” Maybe you've asked yourself that question too. How do I keep going when I'm tired? How do I make the right decision when I don't know what to do? How do I remain strong when I feel like falling apart? How do I become the woman God has called me to be when sometimes I just want to be someone's little girl again?

Then God reminds me of something beautiful: I may have grown up, but I have never outgrown my Father. I am still His daughter. The difference is that my earthly parents cannot always fix everything anymore. There are problems they cannot solve and burdens they cannot carry for me. But my Heavenly Father can meet me in every situation. When I am afraid, He is there. When I am exhausted, he is there. When I don't know what decision to make, He is there. When I feel like everyone is depending on me, I can depend on Him.

Growing up doesn't mean that I have to become so strong that I no longer need help. Growing up in Christ means learning where to run when I don't have the answers. The world may see a nurse. The world may see a woman. The world may see someone who is capable, responsible, and strong. But God sees His daughter. And daughters are allowed to come home. Sometimes I don't need another strategy. Sometimes I don't need another answer. Sometimes I just need to sit in my Father's presence and say, “Abba, I don't know what to do. I'm tired. I'm scared. Please help me.” And He does. Maybe that is what victorious womanhood really looks like. Not a woman who never gets scared. Not a woman who always knows what to do. Not a woman who never cries. But a woman who, even in the middle of fear, remembers whose daughter she is. I don't want to grow up. And maybe that's okay. Because I can grow in wisdom, responsibility, strength, and faith and still remain childlike enough to reach for my Father's hand. I am growing up, but I  am not growing away from God. I am His daughter. And He is still my Father.

Prayer: 🙏

Father, sometimes I don't want to be strong anymore. Sometimes life feels overwhelming, and I wish I could go back to being a little girl when Mommy and Daddy could make everything better. There are moments when I am afraid, tired, and unsure of what to do. Remind me that I don't have to carry everything by myself. Help me remember that I am still Your daughter. When I don't have the answers, give me wisdom. When I am afraid, give me courage. When I am exhausted, give me rest. And when I feel like I have to be strong for everyone else, remind me that I can always be weak in Your presence. Thank You for being the Father I can always run to. Amen.

Reflection: 💥Where in your life are you trying to be strong when God is simply asking you to trust Him? What would change if, instead of asking, “How am I going to handle this?” you asked, “Father, how are you going to carry me through this?” You may have grown up, but you will never outgrow your need for your Father. “Growing up has taught me that people leave. That prayers are sometimes answered differently than I expected. That some wounds take longer to heal. That being strong can become exhausting. And that sometimes the person everyone depends on simply wants someone to say, “You don't have to carry this alone.”

Shatter every Invisible Roadblock!

 “Through this process the priest will purify you from your unintentional sin, making you right with the Lord, and you will be forgiven.”

~Leviticus 5:18

We do not like “Rules”. Unfortunately, no one likes them, but we must follow them. An organization has policies and procedures. Churches constitutions and bylaws. Everybody has boundaries that others must comply with or be subject to the repercussions. How many times have we wanted to cut family and friends off because they hurt us? How many times have we vowed never to speak to someone again because they betrayed our trust? How many times have we given up on people? We can be so quick to push people away and banish them from our lives, but luckily that's not God's way. Don’t be so quick to give up on people, because by grace God didn't give up on us. 

I know what it is like to work in such a big recognized company and see that those who make the rules are the first to break the rules. I have also seen that the rules do not apply to everyone. In the book of  Leviticus, after the children of Israel had been released from Pharaoh, God knowing his people, gave Moses a set of rules on how to make atonement when they sin. This covers the Israelites' sin so they could be redeemed and forgiven. The good news is that God gave his only son as a sacrifice for our wrong doing, because he loves us and does not want us to perish but have eternal life. 

In Butterfly by Grace Mommy and daughter blog we want you to bring down the walls. Let’s bring down the walls around your heart and life, let’s remember who is king. Perhaps, there are obstacles that are not allowing our prayers to be reached! Today, we will see the breakthrough! We will be free. Prayers are hindered when unconfessed sin, broken relationships, or wrong motives disrupt a person’s spiritual communication with God. Things like; Unforgiveness and bitterness. Let's pray. Hindering spirits work to steal, kill and destroy. Repeat this prayer with me!

Prayer! 

Father in the name of Jesus, today we repent. I ask you father God and merciful God to please forgive our sins. We recognize that we have sin against you. Today we want to be free. I bind every hindering spirit working to stop our progress. We take authority over every hindering spirit working to delay God's plan.  In the name of Jesus, I break the evil narrow of hindrance that is targeting my mind, my health, my economy, my relationships, and my career. I cancel all assignments of every hindering spirit working toward me and my children. Today, I stand on my ground. Today, I am free in the name of Jesus. I cancel any hindering spirit that has paralyzed any prayer warrior. I destroy every wicked weapon spirits have formed against me. I command hindering spirits to lose my breakthrough. All powers responsible for delaying my dreams. I decree the word of God is a lamp to my feet and exposes hindering spirits in my path as I walk on the narrow road. I decree that the hindering spirits standing in front of my open doors face swift destruction. I am free. I thank God for my freedom in the name of Jesus. Father, shatter every invisible roadblock and open up new gates of breakthrough in my life. Give me the strength to stand firm. Direct my paths in Jesus name.  Amen!

Testimony of Faith, Perseverance & Baptism! 💧

 “Train up a child in the way he should go, teaching him to seek God’s wisdom and will for his abilities and talents; even when he is old he will not depart from it.” — Proverbs 22:6 (AMP)

Yesterday, I witnessed something that reminded me once again: Never give up praying for your children.  We raised our children in a Christian home; Yet that doesn't mean that our children are perfect. For whatever reason most people believe that most pastors' children are supposed to be perfect; and “holy”. I have heard many times “Pastors' children are the worst kids”.  I tried my best to give my four kids what I did not have growing up. “You can take your children to church; be raised in the church and yet not know God. This is the reason why you can see people in the church for 30 years; yet not born again. To be a Christian we need to grow and not continue drinking formula milk. We need to mature! We need to read the bible. A 20 year old needs to have intimacy time with God. They need to learn how to pray! They need to learn to seek God on their own; not because parents seek God. 

We raised our son in a Christian home. We taught him the Word of God. We brought him to church. We planted the seeds of faith. We prayed over him. We tried to show him through our lives that Jesus is not simply something we practice on Sunday. Jesus is the foundation of our home. But there was something I understood as a mother: I could teach him about Jesus, but I could not make the decision for him. Salvation cannot be inherited from your parents. Faith cannot simply be borrowed from your mother or father.

There comes a time when our children must personally decide, “Jesus, I choose You.” And at 26 years old, my son made his own decision to be baptized. That is what made this moment so powerful. This wasn't about his parents forcing him. It wasn't about doing something because he grew up in church. This was his decision. As I watched him enter those baptismal waters, I thought about the prayers that had been prayed throughout the years. Some prayers were whispered. Some prayed with tears. Some prayed when everything looked good. And some were prayed when only God knew  what was happening inside a mother's heart. But I kept praying. Because I knew in my heart that my four kids belong to the Lord. My job was just to pray! The battle belongs to the Lord. I understand that maybe you are reading this blog and thinking that I do not understand. But, I can tell you. Yes, I can relate. Maybe, I can not understand your burden as a mother or father. But I understand how embarrassing it is to see our children do things that we did not teach them. Our children at times make decisions that we may or may not agree with. The only thing left to do is pray! Baptism is a public declaration of an inward decision. It says: My old life is buried with Christ.  I belong to Jesus.  I am choosing to walk in the newness of life. Romans 6:4 reminds us that through baptism we identify with Christ's death and resurrection so that “we also should walk in the newness of life.” Watching my son be baptized reminded me that God has His own timing. Parents, we sometimes become discouraged because we planted a seed and expected to see the fruit immediately. But seeds grow underground before we ever see evidence above the soil. You may have taught your child God's Word and wondered, Did they hear me? You may have brought them to church and wondered, Did any of this stay in their heart?  You may have prayed year after   year and wondered, Lord, when? Keep praying. Your responsibility is to plant, water, love, teach, model Christ, and pray. God gives the increase. “I planted, Apollos watered, but God gave the increase.” — 1 Corinthians 3:6 (NKJV).  Mothers and Fathers, Don't Stop Praying There are prayers you may pray today that you will not see answered tomorrow. Some answers take years. Some children have to experience life before remembering what Mom and Daddy taught them. But the Word of God planted in their hearts is powerful. Don't give up because you cannot see what God is doing. Don't confuse God's silence with God's absence. Don't measure the effectiveness of your prayers by how quickly circumstances change. Continue covering your children. Continue speaking God's Word. Continue living Christ before them. And most importantly, give them room to develop their own relationship with Jesus Christ. Our children cannot live forever on their parents' faith. Eventually, they must know God for themselves. And that is what made this baptism so precious to me. At 26, he chose. As his mother, I could pray for him. I could teach him. I could encourage him. But I could not step into those baptismal waters in his place. He had to make that decision himself. And he did. Never Give Up This testimony isn't only about baptism. It's about perseverance. It's about believing God's Word even while you're waiting. It's about a mother's prayers. It's about a father's example. It's about seeds planted in a Christian home. And ultimately, it's about the faithfulness and grace of God. So to the mother praying for her son or daughter today: Keep praying. To the father wondering whether your children are listening: Keep living the example. To the parent whose child has wandered: Keep believing in God. To the family waiting for a breakthrough: Don't give up. You may be looking at a seed today, but God already knows what that seed can become. Yesterday, I didn't simply see my 26-year-old son being baptized. I saw years of prayer. I saw seeds that had been planted. I saw perseverance. I saw God's grace. And I was reminded: A praying mother may become tired, but she doesn't stop praying. A waiting season does not mean God has stopped working.  And what you planted in faith can still produce fruit years later.

Prayer 🙏

Father, thank You for reminding us that Your timing is perfect. Thank You for every seed of Your Word planted in our children. Give mothers and fathers strength when the waiting becomes difficult. Help us never to stop praying, never to stop believing, and never to stop demonstrating Christ in our homes. Lord, our children ultimately belong to You. Draw them into a personal relationship with Jesus not merely because of what their parents believe, but because they have encountered You for themselves. Thank You for the testimony of baptism, for new beginnings, and for the privilege of witnessing our children publicly declare their faith. May they walk in Your Word, recognize Your voice, remain faithful when the world pulls in another direction, and fulfill every purpose You have placed upon their lives. And to every parent still waiting: strengthen their faith. Remind them that the story is not finished. Help them keep praying, keep planting, and keep believing. In Jesus' mighty name, Amen. 💛

Wilderness Is Not Punishment!

 “Therefore, behold, I will allure her wilderness, and I will speak tenderly and to her heart.” AMPC 2:14 (Hosea 2:14) 💜

Wilderness is not punishment from God; is preparation. It is so important to remember the wilderness is a place of preparation, not performance. God does not intend to leave us in the wilderness. He uses and prepares us for places he is leading us. Just imagine that Jesus pulled you aside to speak tenderly to you? Praise God for his mercy towards sinners like you and me. We don’t deserve to be spoken tenderly by a God who hates sin. Thank God for his new mercies everyday! Praise God! Are you in the wilderness? 

Moses, Joseph, Elijah, Paul, and even Jesus Christ all travelled through times in which God allowed them to experience difficulties and temptation. For forty years Moses and the Israelites wandered in the wilderness, learning to trust God.  Elijah was raised in the wilderness and out of fear later escaped to the wilderness to get away from Jezebel. Jonah spent three days in the belly of a great fish and ran to the wilderness when angry at God's deliverance of Nineveh. John the Baptist was prepared and would minister from wilderness. Jesus was led by the Holy Spirit to the wilderness for 40 days of fasting and his temptation.  Joseph was sold by his brothers. Joshua and Caleb would spend 40 years in the wilderness and would be the only ones who left Egypt to cross over to the Promised Land. 

We imagine God speaking in the peaceful moments the quiet morning, the answered prayer, the breakthrough, the Sunday worship service. But Hosea 2:14 gives us a different picture. God says, “I will allure her, and bring her into the wilderness, and speak comfortably unto her.”

The wilderness can represent a season of confusion, exhaustion, disappointment, grief, or loneliness. It is a place where the things we once depended on may no longer be available. Sometimes we enter the wilderness because life has become overwhelming. Sometimes we arrive there after giving everything we have to others and realizing we have nothing left for ourselves. But notice something important: God does not say He will abandon her in the wilderness. He says he will speak to her there.  What a Loving father we all have that speaks to us in the wilderness. Praise God! 

The wilderness may be uncomfortable, but it can become a place of intimacy with God. There are moments when we are so tired that we cannot find the words to pray. We may sit quietly, unable to explain what is happening inside of us. Yet God understands the silence. He does not require us to have the perfect words before He comes near. “Imagine God saying; Let Me speak to your heart.”

For those who care for others, this message can be especially meaningful. We spend so much time listening to other people's needs that we can forget to listen to our own souls. We become accustomed to being strong for everyone else. But God meets us in the place where our strength runs out. The wilderness is not necessarily a sign that God has left you. It may be the very place where He wants to speak to you most deeply. Today, If you are in the wilderness’ stay, learn, grow, mature. Overall, take the time to examine your heart. Take time to forgive and ask God for forgiveness. You will come out of the wilderness with a different heat that what you enter. What wilderness am I walking through right now? Have I been so busy caring for others that I have stopped listening for God's voice? What might God be trying to speak into my heart during this season? Can I trust that His presence is with me even when I cannot feel it?

Prayer 🙏

Lord, Sometimes I find myself in a wilderness I never expected to enter. I am tired, overwhelmed, and unsure of what comes next. There are moments when I don't even have the words to pray. But Your Word reminds me that You meet Your children in the wilderness. Speak to my heart, Lord. Quiet the noise around me and within me. Remind me that I am not forgotten. When I feel empty, fill me with Your presence. When I am weary, give me strength. When I cannot see the way forward, help me trust that You are still leading me. Teach me to recognize Your voice not only in the beautiful seasons, but also in the wilderness. In the name of Jesus. Amen.

“The wilderness may be a place of weariness, but it can also become a place where God speaks most tenderly to our hearts” 💓

Broken Crayons Still Color!

 Mark 5:34

“He said to her, " Daughter, your faith has healed you. Go in peace and be freed from your suffering.”

“We are not excluded from hardships and situations.” There are times that praise becomes tears, and tears  worship and worship; shout out of help”. Shout out of desperation. Jesus is who redeems our life from the pit and crowns us with love and compassion. He is who satisfies our desires with good things so that we may be renewed like eagles. The Lord works righteousness and justice for all the oppressed. 

“I was trying to distract myself, so I decided to redecorate my house. I found myself walking down the aisles of Homesense, but the tears just wouldn’t stop. I avoided people. I walked away from the crowds and made my way toward the back of the store, where there weren’t as many people shopping. I wasn’t looking to buy pictures for my walls. Honestly, I was just trying to get away from everyone. At that moment, all I needed was a quiet place to put myself back together.” “Little did I know that God was about to meet me right there. As I walked through that quiet section of the store, I began noticing the words written on the pictures hanging on the walls: “You are chosen.” “Keep praying.” “Hold on to His promises.” “Fix your crown.” “Believe in yourself.” And on and on. 

In Butterfly by Grace “Mommy and daughter blog we want to tell you; get up and keep walking. Because broken crayons still color!  Have you ever been so desperate for a touch from God that it’s all you can think about? Have you ever reached a place where you realize that there comes a time when only God will do? There are moments when the things and people of this world simply cannot provide what our hearts desperately need or just simply the strength to keep going. All we truly need is God. Sometimes we bleed on the inside where no one can see. Not physically, but perhaps emotionally or mentally. Maybe life has cut us deep, and we’re also weak and ashamed. Desperate belief is a powerful thing. I know; I’ve been there. In this blog today we want to tell you like Jesus said; “Daughter, your faith has healed you.” When Jesus spoke those words, I received them for myself. Symbolically, I too touched the hem of His garment. I took a deep breath and received the inner healing I had sought for so many on that day. 

Prayer:

Lord, We come before You today with desperate belief that You are who You say You are and will do what You said You will do. We thank You for healing us. As You said, “It is finished.” We rejoice in that knowledge and praise You for Your healing. In the name of Jesus, Amen.

Wounded but walking!

 Proverbs: 18:19

“A brother wronged is more unyielding than a fortified city; disputes are like the barred gates of a citadel”.

We have been wounded! At times I may see people  in the church and all around the world who tend to stay back. They seem to love church and attend regularity, but somehow you just sense that something is amiss. Maybe, they have had a negative church experience in the past. When someone hurts in the church, it feels like a double whammy. Not only are they wounded, but they are wounded by family, close friends and or leaders.  

Everyone deserves Grace. There is a Savior who understands. Proverbs 18 says, to help a brother who has been offended, and yet God is a God of reconciliation. God see’s it all. 

I believe that the church should feel like home. It should be a safe place for healing! Unfortunately, that is not always the case. “For we wrestle not against principalities, against powers, against the rulers of the darkness of this world, against spiritual wickedness in high places.” Remember! Instead of responding in the flesh, stand in faith and prayer! 

When God defends you, no opposition can prevail. Rejoice! Stand firm. Keep praying. Do not be deceitful. The enemy is looking to destroy! Stand firm. Keep praying and watching! 

“For the devil has come down unto you, having great wrath, because he knoweth that he hath but a short time”.

Lets pray!

Prayer!

Father God, we come before you asking you for help! We can not fight this war without you! Today we embrace all of your promises! The world needs a 911. Heal us! Forgive our sins and forgive those who mistreat us! Father, many all around the world are hurting. We know that you are watching over them. I believe Jesus, that you intended the church to be a safe place. A place of healing. A place where we can all be restored. Father, we call out on you. You are our defender, our judge, and savior. You heal the broken heart. We know that we can trust you, therefore, Please heal our county. Let people know that you are a faithful God. Let them know that just because they were hurt in church, they can still trust you! You are our hope. Father, we love you! We glorify your name and we thank you in advance. In the name of Jesus, Amen!