Today’s prayer arrived when I was washing my face last Wednesday morning. I had to remember it until I could dry my hands and scribble it down!
No one can come to me unless the Father who sent me draws them to me (John 6:44; NLT).
Draw me into your hands, Lord,
So I can touch your wounds.
Draw me into your side, Lord,
So I can feel your pain.
Draw me into your heart, Lord,
So I can share your grief.
Draw me into your soul, Lord,
Making us one, again.
Everything else is worthless when compared with the infinite value of knowing Christ Jesus my Lord. For his sake I have discarded everything else, counting it all as garbage, so that I could gain Christ and become one with him (Philippians 3:8-9; NLT).
Then he said to Thomas, “Put your finger here, and look at my hands. Put your hand into the wound in my side” (John 20:27; NLT).
Our lives are in his hands (Deuteronomy 33:3; NLT).
Because of his glory and excellence, he has given us great and precious promises. These are the promises that enable you to share his divine nature and escape the world’s corruption caused by human desires (2 Peter 1:4; NLT).
The dust returns to the ground it came from, and the spirit returns to God who gave it (Ecclesiastes 12:7; NIV).