Context: Yesterday I woke late, and began to say my familiar morning prayers. Suddenly I saw how fragile we all are, and the profoundly damaging effects our experiences can have on our minds, hearts, souls and bodies. Then, this simple prayer immediately flowed:
How frail is humanity! How short is life, how full of trouble! (Job 14:1; NLT).
Lord,
Heal our fragile, injured minds –
Forgive our sins:
Help us to share.
Please heal our fragile, broken hearts –
Forgive our sins:
Help us to care.
Lord,
Heal our fragile, damaged souls –
Forgive our sins:
Help us to pray,
And heal our fragile, mortal flesh –
Forgive our sins:
Help us today.
Lord, help us! (Joel 1:19; NLT).
References
How do you know what your life will be like tomorrow? Your life is like the morning fog – it’s here a little while, then it’s gone (James 4:14; NLT).
He knows how weak we are; he remembers we are only dust. Our days on earth are like grass; like wildflowers, we bloom and die. The wind blows, and we are gone – as though we had never been here. But the love of the LORD remains forever with those who fear him (Psalm 103:14-17; NLT).
Help us, O God of our salvation! Help us for the glory of your name. Save us and forgive our sins for the honor of your name (Psalm 79:9; NLT).
We now have this light shining in our hearts, but we ourselves are like fragile clay jars containing this great treasure. This makes it clear that our great power is from God, not from ourselves (2 Corinthians 4:7; NLT).