Gratefulness is on my heart on Day 12, because of how gentle God always is.
God is breathing into all of us, especially me, a new kind of new on Day 11.
On Day 8 of Lent, my prayer is that with each day, we’re a little bit more like Esther in the present world that we get to be born into.
I have nothing left to give God on Day 7, other than this frustrated prayer of mine, when my body decides to shut down.
Day 6 of Lent is just another day where I ponder: who knows why we have to go through what we go through?
Here is my sister’s prayer for me passed over to you, reader, on the 5th day of Lent 2020.
Making the mental connection between The Potter and The Healer through my physical pain in my Day 4 Lent Prayer.
Escaping to a memory is one thing; turning it into an act of gratitude, a moment of communion is my Day 3 prayer.
My Day 1 Prayer is inspired by thoughts on liturgy, the Old Testament and tabernacle things, and how life is just an arduous process.