Context: Yesterday I went into town to do a small amount of shopping and have my covid booster. It was diverting at the time, but afterwards I was absolutely exhausted. It can still sometimes come as a shock to realise how limited I am now in terms of what I can do.
After a long sleep in the afternoon, I tried to work on what I had been given when I woke up that morning. However, I was too tired to make any progress with it. So here is a prayer from my storehouse, instead:
“Abba, Father,” he cried out, “everything is possible for you. Please take this cup of suffering away from me. Yet I want your will to be done, not mine” (Mark 14:36; NLT).
You came to do the Father’s will
Because you trusted in God’s name.
You wanted to forgive my sins,
To heal my guilt, and end my shame.
So, Lord, you lived and died for me,
Because you shared the Father’s aim:
To spread his love and tender care –
Please help me, now, to do the same.
Then Jesus said, “Yes, now go and do the same” (Luke 10:36-7; NLT).