Repairer of the Breach Evangelistic Ministry

Repairer of the Breach Evangelistic Ministry Repairer of the Breach is a Apostolic Evangelistic ministry sent to compel the lost to come into the Kingdom of God.

We believe in signs, wonders and miracles following the preached Word of God as demonstration of Christ working with the believer. We believe:
We believe in God the Father Almighty, the Maker of Heaven and Earth, and in the name of Jesus Christ His only begotten Son, our Lord; Who was conceived by the Holy Ghost, born of the virgin Mary, suffered under Ponitus Pilate, was
crucified, died and was

buried. He descended into hell and on the third day he arose from the dead. He ascended into Heaven and now sit on the right hand of God the Father Almighty, from thence, He shall come to judge the quick and the dead.

09/04/2026

Kingdom Expansion đź‘‘

Dear Almighty God,

I come before You today asking You to give me a heart that looks more like the heart of Jesus Christ.

Father, it is easy to love those who love me.

It is easy to bless those who bless me.

It is easy to speak kindly about those who speak kindly about me.

But Jesus calls me to something deeper.

He calls me to love when love is difficult.

To forgive when I have been wounded.

To bless when I have been mistreated.

To pray when my natural response would be anger.

And to represent Him even in the way I respond to those who have hurt me.

Jesus taught:

“Ye have heard that it hath been said, Thou shalt love thy neighbour, and hate thine enemy.
But I say unto you, Love your enemies, bless them that curse you, do good to them that hate you, and pray for them which despitefully use you, and persecute you.”
Matthew 5:43–44 KJV

Father, I confess that this is impossible through my human strength alone.

I need Your Holy Spirit.

When someone hurts me, my flesh wants to defend itself.

When someone misunderstands me, I want to explain myself.

When someone speaks against me, I may want to respond.

When someone treats me unfairly, I may want justice immediately.

When someone continually disappoints me, I may become frustrated, angry, bitter, or weary.

But today, Father, I surrender those reactions to You.

Teach me the way of Jesus.

When I want to complain, teach me to pray.

When anger begins rising within me, teach me to pray.

When fear tries to control my thoughts, teach me to pray.

When sadness becomes heavy, draw me into Your presence.

When I feel sorry for myself, remind me that You are still with me.

When anxiety begins multiplying possibilities in my mind, teach me to bring every concern before You.

When circumstances become overwhelming, remind me that I do not have to carry everything alone.

Prayer will be my first response, not my last resort.

Before I react; let me pray.

Before I send the message; let me pray.

Before I answer the accusation; let me pray.

Before I make the decision; let me pray.

Before I allow offense to settle into my heart; let me pray.

Father, guard my heart from bitterness.

Bitterness promises protection but produces bo***ge.

Unforgiveness convinces me that I am holding someone else accountable while quietly holding my own heart captive.

So today I release into Your hands those who have hurt me.

I release the words that wounded me.

I release the disappointments.

I release the betrayals.

I release the misunderstandings.

I release the unfair treatment.

I release what should have happened but did not.

I release what should never have happened but did.

I release the need to make another person pay emotionally for what they did.

I place them into Your hands.

You are the righteous Judge.

You know every detail.

You know what was said.

You know what was done.

You know what was intended.

You know what I misunderstood.

You know what they misunderstood.

You know the truth completely.

Therefore, I do not have to carry the responsibility of being judge, jury, and executioner.

I trust You with justice, and I ask You to keep my heart clean.

Father, help me understand that forgiveness does not mean pretending something never happened.

Forgiveness does not call evil good.

Forgiveness does not require me to remain in harmful situations or abandon wise boundaries.

Forgiveness means I refuse to allow what someone did to become the master of my heart.

So give me wisdom.

Teach me when to reconcile.

Teach me when to establish boundaries.

Teach me when to speak.

Teach me when to remain silent.

Teach me when to stay.

Teach me when to walk away peacefully.

But whatever You instruct me to do, do not allow hatred to travel with me.

Father, Jesus did not merely tell us to tolerate our enemies.

He told us to pray for them.

So today, I pray.

Bless those who have spoken against me.

Draw those who have mistreated me closer to You.

Heal whatever brokenness causes people to wound others.

Convict where conviction is necessary.

Bring repentance where repentance is needed.

Bring salvation where salvation is needed.

Bring healing where there are deep wounds.

Bring truth where deception has taken root.

Bring peace where anger has become a way of life.

Father, I do not pray that people prosper in wrongdoing.

I pray that they encounter Jesus Christ and are transformed.

Because if You can transform them, their story can change.

Their family can change.

Their relationships can change.

Their future can change.

And perhaps someone else will be spared from experiencing the same hurt.

Father, give me enough spiritual maturity to pray:

“Lord, bless them with what will draw them closer to You.”

And while I am praying for them, work on me too.

Search my heart.

If I contributed to the conflict, show me.

If pride has prevented me from apologizing, humble me.

If I misunderstood something, correct me.

If my words were harsh, convict me.

If my attitude was wrong, change me.

If I have wounded someone else while focusing only on how they wounded me, open my eyes.

I do not merely want You to prove that I was right.

I want You to make me righteous in my responses.

Father, teach me not to become the very thing that hurt me.

If someone was cruel to me, let me become kinder.

If someone rejected me, make me more sensitive to the rejected.

If someone ignored me, teach me to notice others.

If someone lied about me, make me more committed to truth.

If someone withheld compassion from me, enlarge my compassion.

If someone refused to forgive me, teach me to become quick to forgive.

Turn wounds into wisdom.

Turn pain into compassion.

Turn disappointment into discernment.

Turn tears into intercession.

Turn every attack the enemy intended to use to harden my heart into an opportunity for Jesus to make my heart softer and stronger.

Father, I pray for my family.

Where there is division, bring reconciliation.

Where old offenses have been carried for years, begin healing.

Where communication has broken down, restore understanding.

Where pride prevents someone from taking the first step, give humility.

Let forgiveness flow through our families.

I pray for my neighborhood and community.

Make me a peacemaker.

Help me see needs instead of merely noticing problems.

Show me how to demonstrate the love of Christ through service, kindness, generosity, and compassion.

I pray for my workplace.

When personalities clash, give me grace.

When I encounter difficult people, give me wisdom.

Let my character remain consistent.

Do not allow workplace frustration to damage my Christian testimony.

I pray for my church family.

Protect us from offense, gossip, jealousy, competition, division, and misunderstanding.

Teach us to love one another.

Help us remember that we are members of one Body, serving one Lord and advancing one Kingdom.

Where relationships have been damaged, bring healing.

Where disagreements exist, give us humility and wisdom.

Let love become stronger than offense.

And Father, I pray for our schools and young people.

Teach children and teenagers another way besides hatred, retaliation, bullying, and violence.

Raise up a generation that understands compassion, forgiveness, courage, truth, and love.

Surround them with godly examples who demonstrate what it means to disagree without hatred and to stand for truth without becoming cruel.

Father, make me an instrument of Your peace wherever You send me.

When I enter tense situations, let me carry peace.

When gossip begins, let me refuse to feed it.

When people are tearing someone down, give me courage not to participate.

When someone needs encouragement, use my mouth.

When someone needs help, use my hands.

When someone needs prayer, make me willing to stop and pray.

When someone needs to hear about Jesus, give me wisdom and courage to share the Gospel.

I want my life to declare:

Jesus changes hearts.
Jesus heals wounds.
Jesus breaks cycles of hatred.
Jesus delivers from bitterness.
Jesus restores hope.
Jesus teaches us how to love.

Father, I recognize that loving my enemies does not make me weak.

It demonstrates that my flesh is no longer controlling my response.

Forgiveness is strength under the government of the Holy Spirit.

Prayer is strength.

Self-control is strength.

Compassion is strength.

Walking away from unnecessary conflict is strength.

Speaking truth in love is strength.

Refusing revenge is strength.

So strengthen me today.

Today I declare:

I will not allow offense to govern my heart.

I will pray before I react.

I will forgive because Christ has forgiven me.

I will establish wise boundaries without carrying hatred.

I will bless rather than curse.

I will refuse to participate in gossip and unnecessary conflict.

I will pray for those who have hurt me.

I will not allow another person’s behavior to determine my character.

I will overcome evil with good.

I will become more like Jesus through every circumstance I face.

And Father, when I encounter someone who seems impossible to love, remind me:

You loved me before I knew how to love You.

You showed me mercy.

You gave me grace.

You forgave my sins.

You patiently worked within me.

You did not abandon me when I failed.

Therefore, let the mercy I have received become mercy that flows through me.

Give me the heart of Jesus.

A heart that loves.

A heart that forgives.

A heart that intercedes.

A heart that serves.

A heart that sees beyond behavior and recognizes the soul underneath.

A heart that desires salvation more than retaliation.

Father, let revival begin in my own heart.

Before I ask You to change everyone around me, change me.

Make me more loving.

More patient.

More compassionate.

More prayerful.

More discerning.

More forgiving.

More like Jesus.

And may people who encounter me; even difficult people; come away having experienced something of Your grace, Your truth, Your mercy, and Your love.

Use my family.

Use my relationships.

Use my community.

Use my church.

Use my workplace.

Use every place You send me.

And even use the difficult relationships of my life as opportunities to demonstrate that the love of Jesus Christ is stronger than hatred, offense, bitterness, and division.

Thank You for hearing my prayer.

Thank You for loving me.

Thank You for forgiving me.

Thank You for teaching me how to forgive others.

Thank You that through Your Holy Spirit, I do not have to respond according to my flesh.

I can respond according to the character of Christ within me.

Today I choose prayer over retaliation.

Peace over unnecessary conflict.

Forgiveness over bitterness.

Compassion over judgment.

Love over hatred.

And Jesus over everything.

In Jesus Christ Mighty and Loving Name,

Amen and Amen.

09/03/2026

Kingdom Expansion đź‘‘

Dear Loving Father in Heaven,

Today I come before You with gratitude for teachers.

Thank You for every person who has accepted the responsibility of educating, instructing, encouraging, correcting, developing, and helping others discover what You have placed within them.

Father, teaching is more than transferring information.

Teaching touches lives.
Teaching shapes minds.
Teaching develops confidence.
Teaching awakens possibilities.
Teaching plants seeds that may produce fruit for generations.

So today, I lift teachers everywhere before You.

I pray for teachers in elementary schools.

Teachers in middle schools and high schools.

Teachers in colleges and universities.

Teachers in technical and vocational programs.

Teachers in Sunday schools and churches.

Teachers in Bible studies.

Teachers who homeschool.

Teachers who mentor.

Teachers who train others in workplaces.

Teachers working with students who have special needs.

Teachers working in communities with limited resources.

Teachers who enter classrooms every morning carrying personal burdens that their students may never know about.

Father, strengthen them all.

I pray for Your anointing upon their lives, their work, and their ministries.

Give them wisdom beyond textbooks.

Give them knowledge beyond lesson plans.

Give them discernment beyond what can be learned through education alone.

Give them patience when progress seems slow.

Give them compassion when students are struggling.

Give them understanding when behavior reveals that something deeper may be happening.

Give them creativity when traditional methods are not working.

Give them courage when difficult decisions must be made.

Give them grace when they make mistakes.

And give them strength when they feel that they have nothing left to give.

Father, remind every teacher that sometimes the student who is hardest to teach may be the student who needs them most.

The child acting out may be hurting.

The teenager who appears disrespectful may be carrying anger from somewhere else.

The student who continually falls asleep may not have a peaceful home in which to rest.

The student who never completes an assignment may be dealing with circumstances nobody knows about.

The quiet student may desperately need someone to notice them.

The struggling student may simply need someone to believe that they are capable.

So Father, give teachers eyes to see beyond behavior.

Give them wisdom to know when correction is necessary and when compassion is needed.

Let them maintain appropriate boundaries while never losing tenderness.

Help them recognize that they may never fully know what a student carried into the classroom that morning.

Father, remind teachers of the tremendous power contained within their words.

A teacher can speak one sentence that a student remembers for the rest of their life.

So guard their mouths.

When frustration rises, give them restraint.

When correction is necessary, give them wisdom.

When a student fails, help them correct without destroying confidence.

When a student succeeds, help them celebrate sincerely.

Let their words say:

“You can learn.”
“You can grow.”
“You have value.”
“Your mistakes do not define you.”
“Keep trying.”
“Do not give up.”

Father, let teachers recognize potential that students cannot yet see within themselves.

Sometimes You allow a teacher to see the future hiding inside a child.

Give them discernment to identify gifts.

Let them recognize creativity.

Leadership.

Compassion.

Technical ability.

Artistic talent.

Problem-solving skills.

Communication ability.

Curiosity.

Wisdom.

And abilities that may not fit neatly into traditional measurements of success.

Father, do not let any child believe that a grade determines their worth.

Help teachers challenge students toward excellence while reminding them that their value is greater than their performance.

I pray for teachers who are tired.

Some entered the profession with tremendous excitement and now feel exhausted.

Some are carrying overwhelming workloads.

Some are managing classrooms with limited resources.

Some are working beyond their contracted hours.

Some are purchasing supplies themselves.

Some are trying to meet educational requirements while also addressing emotional, behavioral, and social needs.

Some are wondering whether they are still making a difference.

Father, refresh them.

When they are physically tired, give them strength.

When they are emotionally depleted, restore them.

When they are discouraged, remind them why they began.

When they feel unnoticed, remind them that You see every act of service.

You see the lesson prepared late at night.

You see the extra explanation given to the struggling student.

You see the encouraging note.

You see the quiet prayer.

You see the supplies purchased.

You see the tears.

You see the frustration.

You see the teacher who stayed a few minutes longer because a student needed someone to listen.

Nothing done in love is invisible to You.

Father, protect our teachers.

Protect them physically.

Protect them emotionally.

Protect them mentally.

Protect their classrooms.

Protect the schools where they serve.

Protect administrators and support staff.

Protect students.

Give wisdom to those responsible for school safety.

Expose threats before harm occurs.

Bring intervention where intervention is needed.

Surround schools with people who are vigilant, wise, compassionate, and prepared.

Keep teachers and students safe from violence, abuse, intimidation, bullying, and every form of evil.

Father, protect teachers also from discouragement and burnout.

Help them establish healthy boundaries.

Teach them that rest is not failure.

Help them understand that they cannot personally solve every problem their students face.

Give them wisdom to know what belongs in their hands and what must be placed into Yours.

Father, when teachers prepare to teach, bring the right information back to their remembrance.

Give them clarity of thought.

Help them communicate difficult concepts in ways their students can understand.

Give them flexibility when a lesson does not go according to plan.

Let creativity arise.

Let questions become opportunities.

Let classrooms become places where curiosity is welcomed and learning becomes exciting.

And Father, give teachers wisdom in this rapidly changing world.

As technology changes.

As culture changes.

As educational methods change.

As students face pressures previous generations never experienced…

Give teachers discernment to recognize what should change and what should never be compromised.

Let truth remain truth.

Let integrity remain important.

Let character still matter.

Let kindness still matter.

Let discipline still matter.

Let respect still matter.

Let excellence still matter.

Father, I especially pray for teachers who know Jesus Christ.

Let them become salt and light wherever You have placed them.

Jesus said:

“Ye are the salt of the earth…”

And:

“Ye are the light of the world. A city that is set on an hill cannot be hid.
Neither do men light a candle, and put it under a bushel, but on a candlestick; and it giveth light unto all that are in the house.
Let your light so shine before men, that they may see your good works, and glorify your Father which is in heaven.”
Matthew 5:13–16 KJV

Father, teach Christian educators how to represent Jesus with wisdom, integrity, compassion, excellence, and appropriate respect for those entrusted to their care.

Let their light shine through their character.

Let it shine through patience.

Let it shine through fairness.

Let it shine through honesty.

Let it shine through excellence.

Let it shine through compassion.

Let it shine through the way they treat the student nobody else seems to understand.

Let it shine through the way they respond under pressure.

Let their lives quietly testify:

“There is something different about the way this person loves and serves.”

Father, I pray for the relationships between teachers and parents.

Give them grace toward one another.

Remind parents that teachers need support.

Remind teachers that parents know aspects of their children that may not be visible in the classroom.

Where disagreements arise, bring respectful communication.

Remove unnecessary hostility.

Let everyone remember that the ultimate goal should be the well-being and development of the student.

I pray also for administrators.

Give principals, department heads, superintendents, school boards, ministry leaders, and educational decision-makers wisdom.

Let them support good teachers.

Let them recognize excellence.

Let them address problems fairly.

Let them create environments where teachers can teach and students can learn.

Father, I pray especially for the students entrusted to these teachers.

Let every classroom contain seeds of destiny.

There may be future doctors sitting there.

Future engineers.

Future pastors.

Future teachers.

Future technicians.

Future scientists.

Future artists.

Future entrepreneurs.

Future parents.

Future community leaders.

Future servants whose names may never become famous but whose lives will profoundly bless others.

The teacher may not know who that child will become.

So remind them:

They are not merely teaching today’s student.
They may be helping shape tomorrow’s leader.

Let teachers understand the sacred weight of influence without becoming overwhelmed by it.

They plant.

Others water.

But You, God, give the increase.

Father, for the teacher who wonders whether all their work matters, remind them that seeds do not always become visible immediately.

Some students will return years later and say, “You changed my life.”

Others never will.

But the absence of recognition does not mean the absence of impact.

A lesson remembered.

A word of encouragement.

A standard of excellence.

A moment of compassion.

A teacher who refused to give up.

These things can follow a person for decades.

So Father, encourage teachers to keep planting good seed.

Today I declare over our teachers:

May they teach with wisdom.

May they correct with grace.

May they lead with integrity.

May they serve with compassion.

May they recognize hidden potential.

May they have patience with difficult processes.

May their classrooms be protected.

May their minds remain clear.

May their bodies be strengthened.

May their hearts remain tender.

May discouragement not destroy their calling.

May burnout not consume their passion.

May the seeds they plant produce good fruit for generations.

And Father, when a teacher begins to think:

“I am only a teacher,”

remind them:

You are shaping minds.

You are influencing decisions.

You are developing potential.

You are opening possibilities.

You are planting seeds.

You are touching futures.

You are influencing generations.

Father, bless every teacher today.

Bless their homes.

Bless their families.

Bless their health and strength.

Bless their classrooms.

Bless their preparation.

Bless their students.

Bless the work of their hands.

Give them everything necessary to accomplish the assignment before them.

And when the work becomes difficult, remind them that they do not have to accomplish it through their own strength alone.

Give them fresh grace for each morning.

Fresh patience for each student.

Fresh wisdom for each challenge.

Fresh compassion for each need.

Fresh strength for each assignment.

And fresh joy when they witness even the smallest evidence that a seed has begun to grow.

Thank You, Father, for every teacher who once believed in us.

Thank You for those who challenged us.

Thank You for those who corrected us.

Thank You for those who encouraged us.

Thank You for those whose lessons we did not appreciate until years later.

And thank You for allowing teachers the extraordinary privilege of touching lives that will eventually touch other lives.

May every good seed planted continue producing fruit long after the classroom has emptied.

Bless our teachers, Lord.
Strengthen our teachers.
Protect our teachers.
Encourage our teachers.
Anoint our teachers.
And use them to help raise generations of wisdom, compassion, integrity, excellence, and purpose.

May they be a blessing to every student, family, colleague, and community You place within their sphere of influence.

And may everything accomplished through their faithful service ultimately bring honor and glory to You.

In Jesus Christ Mighty and Holy Name,

Amen and Amen.

09/02/2026

Kingdom Expansion đź‘‘

Dear God,

Thank You for this new day.

Before I become occupied with responsibilities, schedules, concerns, or plans, I want to stop and simply say:

Thank You.

Thank You that I opened my eyes this morning.

Thank You for another breath.

Thank You for another opportunity to love, serve, worship, learn, laugh, give, forgive, encourage, and experience Your goodness.

Your Word declares:

“It is a good thing to give thanks unto the LORD, and to sing praises unto thy name, O most High.”
Psalm 92:1 KJV

So before I ask You for anything today, I give You thanks.

You are worthy of praise simply because You are God.

Father, I stand in awe of Your beautiful creation.

Sometimes life moves so quickly that I walk past miracles without recognizing them.

Slow me down enough today to notice Your fingerprints everywhere.

Thank You for the sun that shines so brightly, announcing the arrival of another day.

When I see its light, remind me that no matter how dark the night has been, morning still comes.

And remind me of Jesus, the Light of the World, whose light darkness can never overcome.

Thank You for the clouds that bring the rain.

Sometimes clouds look dark and threatening, yet they carry the water necessary for life.

Teach me not to judge every season by its appearance.

Some clouds are carrying the rain I need.

Thank You for the wind that refreshes.

I cannot see the wind, but I can see what it touches.

Let that remind me of Your Holy Spirit.

I may not always understand how You are moving, but I can recognize the evidence of Your presence.

Holy Spirit, breathe upon me today.

Refresh every weary place.

Thank You for the bumblebee, whose tiny wings seem almost too small for its body, yet it flies according to the marvelous design You gave it.

When I look at something and think, “That should not be possible,” remind me that You are the God of possibilities beyond my understanding.

Teach me not to measure what You can accomplish through me merely by what I see when I look at myself.

What appears insufficient in human eyes can still accomplish its purpose when designed and sustained by God.

Thank You for the lightning bugs that flicker through summer evenings, sending children running joyfully through the yard trying to catch tiny lights in their hands.

Thank You for childhood wonder.

Thank You for laughter.

Thank You for simple joys.

Thank You for moments that seem ordinary while we are living them but later become precious memories.

Help me never become so grown, so busy, so serious, or so burdened that I lose my ability to wonder.

Let me still stop and smile at little things.

Let me still laugh.

Let me still enjoy Your creation.

Let me still recognize that joy itself is a gift.

Thank You for the crickets that chirp when evening comes.

Thank You for the frogs that sing after the rain.

Thank You for the birds whose songs greet the morning.

Creation seems to have its own worship service.

The birds do not need an audience before they sing.

The oceans do not need permission before they roar.

The wind does not need applause before it blows.

The flowers do not need recognition before they bloom.

They simply fulfill the purpose for which You created them.

Father, teach me to do the same.

Let my life worship You simply by becoming what You created me to be.

Thank You for the oceans that roar.

Their vastness reminds me how small I am and how great You are.

Yet the God who created oceans knows my name.

The One who tells the waters where to stop also knows every concern within my heart.

When the waves of life become overwhelming, remind me that the Creator of the ocean is still Lord over the storm.

Thank You for the mountains standing tall.

Their strength reminds me that You are steadfast.

Generations come and go, but mountains remain as witnesses to the greatness of their Creator.

When my circumstances change, remind me that You do not change.

Thank You for the little ant, always busy and preparing.

Even something so small can teach wisdom.

Remind me that no assignment is insignificant when it contributes to Your purpose.

Teach me diligence.

Teach me preparation.

Teach me stewardship.

Teach me to accomplish today’s responsibilities faithfully instead of always worrying about tomorrow.

And Father, thank You for everything I have not mentioned.

Thank You for trees.

Flowers.

Stars.

Moonlight.

Rainbows.

Rivers.

Fields.

Animals.

Seasons.

Morning dew.

Sunsets painted across the sky.

Thank You for colors I could never adequately describe and details in creation that humanity is still discovering.

Your creation continually declares:

There is a Creator.
There is order.
There is purpose.
There is beauty.
There is wisdom.
And God is magnificent.

But Father, among all the beauty I encounter today, help me especially recognize the beauty of people.

Thank You for every child I will see.

Every teenager.

Every adult.

Every elderly person.

Every person carries a story.

Every person has experienced something I may know nothing about.

Every person has value.

So help me not rush past people while stopping to admire creation.

If I can marvel at mountains, teach me also to marvel at the people You created.

If I can appreciate flowers, teach me to appreciate people while they are still here.

If I can enjoy the songs of birds, teach me to listen when another person needs someone to hear them.

Give me eyes that see beyond appearances.

The person smiling may be hurting.

The person who seems difficult may be carrying a wound.

The person who appears strong may be exhausted.

The person everyone overlooks may desperately need someone to notice them.

Father, let me see people through Your eyes.

Let my words bring encouragement.

Let my smile communicate kindness.

Let my hands be willing to serve.

Let my heart remain compassionate.

And if You place someone across my path who needs to experience Your love, do not let me be too busy to notice.

Father, thank You also for my memories.

Thank You for the happy ones.

The laughter.

The celebrations.

The victories.

The family moments.

The friendships.

The unexpected blessings.

The prayers You answered.

The doors You opened.

The moments when Your goodness was so obvious that I could do nothing but praise You.

But Father, I also thank You for the memories that still carry tears.

I would not have chosen every chapter of my story.

There were disappointments.

Losses.

Mistakes.

Heartbreaks.

Closed doors.

Goodbyes.

Seasons I did not understand.

Yet somehow, through all of them, You remained God.

The joyful memories taught me gratitude.

The painful memories taught me dependence.

The victories strengthened my praise.

The struggles strengthened my faith.

The answered prayers showed me Your power.

And the seasons when I had to wait taught me how to trust Your heart.

Father, I do not thank You for evil or wrongdoing, but I thank You that even painful experiences do not have to be wasted in Your hands.

You can teach me through what I survived.

You can develop compassion through what hurt me.

You can produce wisdom through what I learned.

You can turn scars into testimonies.

You can use yesterday’s tears to help me recognize today’s blessings.

So I refuse to allow my past merely to make me bitter.

Make me better.

Wiser.

Kinder.

More patient.

More compassionate.

More grateful.

More dependent upon You.

Father, today I choose to live with holy awareness.

I do not want to rush through this day and miss You.

If the sun shines, let me praise You.

If rain falls, let me praise You.

If the wind blows, let me remember Your Spirit.

If I hear a bird singing, let it remind me to worship.

If I see a child laughing, let me thank You for joy.

If I encounter someone hurting, let me become an instrument of compassion.

If something beautiful happens, let me recognize the gift.

If something difficult happens, remind me that You are still with me.

Today I declare:

This day is a gift from God.

I will not take ordinary blessings for granted.

I will recognize God’s fingerprints throughout creation.

I will slow down enough to notice beauty.

I will remain grateful for the memories that shaped me.

I will allow painful experiences to deepen my compassion rather than harden my heart.

I will appreciate the people God places around me.

I will look for opportunities to love, encourage, serve, and bless.

I will remember that the Creator of Heaven and Earth is also my Father.

And Father, when this day is finished and the sun begins to disappear beyond the horizon, may I look back and recognize that You were everywhere.

In the large things.

In the little things.

In conversations.

In quiet moments.

In laughter.

In challenges.

In creation.

In people.

In memories.

In unexpected blessings.

Let me never lose my sense of wonder.

Keep something within me that still stops to watch the lightning bugs.

That still listens to the frogs after the rain.

That still looks toward the mountains in amazement.

That still smiles when the birds begin singing.

That still watches the clouds.

That still marvels at the ocean.

That still wonders how that little bumblebee manages to fly.

And that still whispers:

“My God made that.”

You are awesome.

You are magnificent.

You are creative beyond imagination.

You are faithful beyond measure.

And You are good.

Thank You for yesterday and everything it taught me.

Thank You for today and everything it holds.

Thank You for tomorrow, which I confidently place into Your hands.

And thank You most of all for Jesus Christ, through whom I have the hope of everlasting life and the promise that one day I will behold the fullness of Your glory.

Until then, keep my eyes open.

Keep my heart grateful.

Keep my spirit filled with wonder.

And let my life join all creation in declaring:

Great is the Lord, and greatly to be praised.

With love, gratitude, wonder, and faith,

In Jesus Christ Mighty and Strong Name,

Amen and Amen.

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2261 J A Cochran Bypass
Chester, SC
29706

Opening Hours

Wednesday 7:30pm - 8:30am
Sunday 11:15am - 12:30pm

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+18033740651

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