Psalm 11: 1-7

1  In the LORD I take refuge. How then can you say to me: “Flee like a bird to your mountain.

2  For look, the wicked bend their bows; they set their arrows against the strings to shoot from the shadows at the upright in heart.

3  When the foundations are being destroyed, what can the righteous do?”

4  The LORD is in his holy temple; the LORD is on his heavenly throne. He observes everyone on earth; his eyes examine them.

5  The LORD examines the righteous, but the wicked, those who love violence, he hates with a passion.

6  On the wicked he will rain fiery coals and burning sulfur; a scorching wind will be their lot.

7  For the LORD is righteous, he loves justice; the upright will see his face.

Prayer

Father in Heaven, the omniscient, omnipotent, omnipresent God, We shout in our morning hoarse voices God is the strength of our hearts and our portions forever. Lord, we are distressed over the unpredictable pandemic, its impacts on our lives, and our personal issues. We feel as if we have fallen into the depths, become ill, and stuck there. Father, forgive us for being ridiculed because of our faithless lives by people who don’t know you. Even then, we keep on believing in You. You look at our sweat and tear covered faces and reach out your hands to support and guide us. If we rise on the wings of the dawn and fly, wherever we land, you will be there.

Lord Jesus, Thank you for your steadfast love and unwavering faithfulness. We will take refuge in You. Who shall separate us from the love of Christ? Could oppression, or anguish, or persecution, or famine, or nakedness, or peril, or sword? Likewise, our inner conflicts, anguish, confusion, disappointment, and impulse cannot stop us from seeking your face. We will rely on Your word to resist evil temptations, not afraid of the tortures brought by injustice, and live a victorious day for God.

Holy Spirit light a fire on the bundle of firewood in our lives. Stir and revive our hearts and spirits with Your word. Let the reclaimed woods salvaged from the bottom of bitter lake be reignited again in the spiritual fire of prayer. Burn up the moisture that is made up of fear, setbacks, escape, and bitterness and turn the fume from the smoke into refreshing fragrance. Let us fuel the flame of love, fan the flame of life, and Shine for Jesus.

In Jesus’ name we pray. Amen.

Article quoted from：Ohana prayer #115