Prayer from John 1:1 through 5

These verses remind us that Jesus has always been, that He was with the Father from the beginning, and that His light still reaches into the darkest places of our lives. This prayer was written to help you rest in that truth, to remember that nothing was made without Him, and that His light is stronger than anything you face today.

At the foot of the cross we see the One who gave everything. This moment invites us to let Him search our hearts, to choose devotion over gain, and to treat what is holy with reverence. May we stand in awe of His sacrifice and walk in a love that honors Him.

Even when I walk through uncertain and shadowed seasons, I will not fear, because You are with me. Your presence is my comfort, Your guidance steadies my steps, and Your goodness and mercy follow me every day of my life.

Nothing that rises against You can stand.

You bring an end to fear and confusion.

I rest in Your power.

As I look toward a new year, my prayer stretches beyond today and into generations. What we waited so long for and what God so faithfully restored is only a portion of what He has planned. I pray that my children and those who come after them would love the Lord first, know His voice, walk in His ways, and carry His promises forward. May our family legacy always be marked by His Kingdom, unfolding His faithfulness from generation to generation.

Christmas reminds us that God has not forgotten His covenant. Jesus entered the world quietly and in the fullness of time, redeeming what sin had broken. Like Ruth, we stand in need of a Redeemer, and through Christ we are brought under the shelter of His wings. God does not just rescue individuals, He restores generations. He enters our families, our histories, and our wounds, turning loss into legacy.

Advent returns each year, and if we are not attentive, we can find ourselves moving through familiar traditions without pausing in awe. Yet Scripture invites us again into wonder. The shepherds hurried to Bethlehem and returned glorifying God for all they had seen. Simeon held the child Jesus and rejoiced that God had kept His promise. Wise men traveled far, followed a star, and bowed in worship before a humble King.

This same wonder is offered to us. We long for hearts that are awakened, eyes that see again, and spirits that receive Christ not only as a memory of His birth, but as the present and reigning Prince of Peace. Apart from Him we can do nothing, yet by His grace, He opens our eyes to behold His goodness once more.

This week we turn our hearts toward the God who meets us in the long wait. Waiting tests our faith in ways nothing else can, yet it also becomes the very place where hope grows steady and the Father draws near. As we move through this Advent season, may we ask again for the courage to hope, the strength to trust, and the faith to believe that His promise will come in His perfect time.

Advent invites us to slow down long enough to remember that God stepped into our story. It helps us make room for Christ, the One who came in humility and the One who will come again. In a season that moves quickly, Advent becomes a quiet pause for our hearts to listen, to hope, and to draw near to Him.

Israel did not lose their inheritance in one sudden moment. They lost it slowly, by leaving untouched the places God called them to claim and by tolerating influences that quietly shaped the next generation. That truth stirred something in us. We want to take every bit of ground God has given, guard our homes with steady devotion, and hand our children a faith that remembers the Lord and His works always.

I learned something in Brussels that I hope I never forget. In the middle of a heavy rain and a crowded street I was hit hard by a large box carried by two men who never stopped or apologized. For a moment I felt the sting of offense. But before the feeling settled in I heard myself say out loud, I forgive them. Right then the Lord whispered a truth to my heart that struck me deeply. You cannot love what you are offended by. I realized that if I held on to that moment my prayers for the people of Belgium would be weighed down. Forgiveness cleared the way for love to flow again.

Last week we returned from our mission trip, and my heart is overflowing with gratitude. Watching my children serve reminded me that faith isn’t something we can hand down; it’s something God grows in them Himself. I’m praying that this experience opened new doorways in their hearts to know Him personally, to see that He is kind, near, and deeply good.

This week’s prayer is for every parent who longs to see their children walk with God not out of duty, but out of love. May their faith become their own, alive and rooted in the One who calls them by name.

Being a woman of valor is not about perfection or strength that never wavers. It is about faith that endures through quiet seasons and unseen battles. God sees the hands that serve, the hearts that hope, and the tears that fall in prayer. You are not forgotten. You are Eshet Chayil, a woman of valor, deeply loved and strengthened by Him.

Faith and Friendship in Daniel (Daniel 1–3)

Daniel, Hananiah, Mishael, and Azariah held on to their faith even in exile. They prayed together, stood firm together, and found courage in God and in one another. Their boldness wasn’t just personal—it was communal.

Faith and Friendship in Daniel (Daniel 1–3)

Daniel, Hananiah, Mishael, and Azariah held on to their faith even in exile. They prayed together, stood firm together, and found courage in God and in one another. Their boldness wasn’t just personal—it was communal.

This has been a month of deep grief and sorrow. Yet even in tragedy, God’s Word reminds us of His presence and His promise of help. Psalm 46:5 says, “God is in the midst of her, she shall not be moved; God shall help her, just at the break of dawn.” When the world feels unsteady, we can rest in the truth that He is our refuge and strength.

Correction is never easy. This week I was reminded of that when I received a notice in the mail for failing to stop fully at a red light. At first I felt frustrated and ashamed, but during a walk with God, He shifted my perspective. His correction is not condemnation. It is His love, His invitation to grow, and His reminder that I am His own — worth the correction and worth His grace.

In the middle of busy days and overflowing schedules, it is easy to taste the sweetness of life’s blessings yet forget the deeper sweetness of gratitude. This week’s prayer invites us to pause, give thanks, and let thankfulness draw us closer to God’s presence.

“Even in the silence, my soul longs for Him. It is His grace—steady, patient, and unchanging, that always draws me back.”

Faithfulness with what belongs to another is God’s training ground for receiving what He has for you. When we rejoice in someone else’s blessing, we position ourselves to receive our own.