Love Conquers All

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O Lord,

I forgive myself,

for you have forgive me.

You didn’t promise that life would be easy,

but that you would always be with me.

You were there

when I ran away,

helpless to change,

afraid to face

the suffering around me.

You were there

when I cried out

in the depths of my shame and guilt,

hopeless, powerless, so scared.

Your love carried me,

upheld me, comforted me,

your heart broke with me.

Your love covered all,

infused all, penetrated all.

Your love was always there.

Nothing can separate me from your love,

for you are God with,

in and through the dark and light,

who has overcome all sin and death.

And ultimately, forever,

your love conquers all.


God With You

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I bless you O God,

King of the universe,

the one true judge,

in my grief,

when the way is dark,

I bless your name,

remembering that your glory shines

high above the heavens,

and that your light will break through

the heavy clouds overhead,

I bless you O God

for your presence with me,

sweet comfort alongside my mourning,

hope guiding through pain,

strength covering my weakness,

your love finding me in my darkest moments,

and transforming me through grace.

I bless your precious name,


I Trust You

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I trust you,

above the clamor and chaos of the earth,

you reign in power, peace, and love.

I lift my face to you,

sitting upon your throne with lightnings and thunderings,

angels and saints continuous in their praise.

I join their voices,

worshipping you,

seeking your beautiful face.

Forever and always you shall reign,

and this world and all I know will pass away,

but your love and mercy,

prayer and Word,

your Spirit and light,

you remain the same.

Beautiful Yeshua, I bless your Name.


I Bless You God

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Wonderful Father,

I praise you for your goodness, love, and life,

You rule and reign over all the heavens and the earth,

the sun, moon, and stars sing of your glory,

the beauty of deep waters, lush greens, and mountain tops,

furred, feathered, and scaled creatures,

every face and soul made in your image,

all reflect your artistry and splendid workmanship.

I praise you and thank you for my breath,

for breathing and knitting together my soul, body, and spirit.

I praise you and thank you for loved ones far and near,

their footsteps coming in and through my life,

carrying love, compassion, lessons, and wisdom.

I praise you and thank you for freedom and peace,

that I can worship you, fellowship and break bread with other believers,

to live in a country that allows the unique expression

of who you’ve made me to be in Messiah for your glory.

I praise you and thank you above all

for your Son, who came and died for all my sins\,.

who laid down His life for me,

Son of God, Son of Man,

and with His power took up His life from the dead

overcoming all sin, shame, and guilt,

destroying the fear of death with His resurrection,

Yeshua is my hero who loved me and saved me from the dead.

Thank you for your love, thank you for your Son,

thank you for never ending mercies and grace,

surely your goodness and love will follow me all the days of my life,

and I praise you for the sweet promise that I may dwell with you forever.


Fig Leaves

O Lord,

The same story has played out,

since Adam and Eve,

of sin bringing shame, fear, and death.

Fear of you, fear of being truly seen and known,

hiding behind fig leaves of my making,

deceiving myself

with distractions and fantasies to numb sad realities.

But God…

so very rich in mercy,

you loved me with your great and wonderful love.

I was spiritually dead and empty,

isolated, separated from you because of my sins,

but you brought me to life

together with Yeshua.

You saved me by the riches of your grace,

favor and mercy I never deserved,

never to be cast away in judgement,

but to be so close to you,

seated in Yeshua, at your right hand.

I’ll always turn to you with all of me,

trusting in your amazing love and mercy.

Messiah and Lord,

my Savior and Friend,


The House That God Built

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My house is a house of prayer,

I build it with strong walls,

boundaried and secure,

with clear limits and defined borders,

I know what belongs inside and out.

There’s no place for thieves here,

who steal, kill, and destroy,

worshipping money at all cost,

in love with the world and its systems.

I laugh at their schemes, and cast them out with my power.

I fill my house with the spirit of prayer and worship,

treasures of wisdom, knowledge, and understanding,

more precious than gold and silver,

with revelation, beauty, and light.

Only life and truth may dwell here.

It is my joy to ready my house to live in,

it is my delight to restore you and dwell with you.

I’m the Master of your house, yield to my ways.

I love you.

Warm Your Heart

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Lord of Shabbat,

You are the light of the world,

calling me out of darkness

into your marvelous presence.

In this night ending in beautiful day

I draw close,

entering into your sweet rest,

warming my heart against yours,

you are my flame of hope.

I lean in, trust in, depend on you,

letting go of my cares,

your warmth and life revive me.

I sit at your table,

surrounded, infilled by Abba and Son,

in the fellowship of your Spirit —

and my cup is full,

my joy is complete.

I bless you, Lord of Shabbat,


With You

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Bless you Lord,

for your love and power

your Spirit within me

that transforms me from the inside out,

and raises me like Lazarus from the dead,

shedding off old rags, identities that no longer define me,

breaking the hard, cold shell

hiding the insecure imposter that was me.

You slip behind my defenses,

your truth is gentle, full of kindness,

your grace empowering, full of hope,

and by your Spirit, your power works within me

that resurrected you from cold death,

to glorious life seated high in the throne room of heaven by the Father,

You mold me and make me,

to who I was meant to be,

with you.

For your pleasure and glory,


Bless You Friend

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Bless you sister and brother,

reading this prayer post,

and the beautiful reflection of the Creator that you are,

perfect in your form, shape, personality, strengths, and gifts,

beloved and lovely in your limitations, weakness, and failures.

You are made for a purpose,

Your life is needed,

You have a call,

Though you may have been tested for a time,

Yeshua knows you and loves you,

and has overcome all your sin, shame, pride, humiliation, and embarrassment,

He’s overcome all your demons and torment,

Greater is He within you, than he who’s in the world.

Your life is in His hands,

and He is the author and perfecter of your faith,

No weapon forged against you shall prevail,

and He is the lifter of your head.

You are free, you have overcome, and you are more than a conqueror

in Messiah, who died for you, was buried, and was resurrected

to the right hand of God seated up in heaven.

May there be no limits to your faith, hope, and joy,

May His peace abide in you and His love secure you,

to simply be you today, beloved by Him.