Father,
I come to you softly. Praying for each day to run smoothly. Asking you to bless the people around me. Seeking your arms to hold me when I am weak, afraid, sad, lonely, or melting. I beg for forgiveness, for confidence, for encouragement. I pour over the thought of you, over the picture I have of you in a comfy recliner with your huge arms outstretched beckoning me to come and let you old me and comfort me as only a father can do. Today, and everyday, Lord I seek you to find me and make me who you want me to be. Give me your love for others. Show me where to reach out, tell me who I need to pray with. Guide my every word, action, and step.
Amen.
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