Dear Jesus,
Some days, at the end of the day, I come to you and wonder what happened, or where I was, or what I was doing.
Jesus, there are days where I feel like I have faith as big as the mountains.
But there are also days when I wonder where my faith is.
There are days where I am engulfed in your Spirit, but there are also days that I feel so blind and oblivious to even recognize the presence of your Spirit.
There are days when I am running straight towards you, and there are days when I feel like I am running in every direction but towards you.
Father, there are just days when I feel sad. And when I do feel sad, I feel a need to fix my sadness without reliance on the Spirit.
Yahweh, there are days when life gets tough and it seems like the world is crashing in on me.
There are days when I long for the future so much that I forget where I am and who I am, and I feel like someone has to knock me over to remind me whose I am.
Jesus, there are good days too.
Lots of good days.
These days happen when I accept the journey you have planned for me and I don’t question your authority.
God, I experience many different days.
Many days when I wonder what “harvesting” you are doing in my life, but also days when I feel like the road is a clear path and everything is going right.
Father, I pray that you will be the God of ALL my days.
The ugly days and the pretty days.
The happy days and the sad days.
The days of harvest and the days of famine.
The days of clarity and the days of obscurity.
Be Lord over all of them,
and help me see that every day is a day of grace.
simplyblair 