Morning Prayer - For A Blessed Life

Good morning, Lord Jesus.

I sit before You again, just as the disciples sat on the mountain that day, listening to You. Your words, then as now, are a complete reversal for me, turning everything the world teaches me upside down.

The world teaches me to be strong, rich, and influential. But You speak to me of the blessedness of poverty, sorrow, and meekness.

Today, You invite me into a poverty that is not lack, but complete dependence on You. You invite me to the realization that without You, I can do nothing, and that in this very powerlessness lies my greatest strength, for it is there that You work.

Grant that I may be poor in spirit, that I may long for Your kingdom more than for anything else.

“These are the ones I look on with favor: those who are humble and contrite in spirit, and who tremble at my word.” (Isaiah 66:2)

You teach me that my days of sorrow are also blessed, when my heart aches because of the injustices of this world or my own sinfulness.

You promise me a comfort that is not just a fleeting relief, but a deep peace that comes from the certainty that You have triumphed over all suffering and death.

“‘He will wipe every tear from their eyes. There will be no more death’ or mourning or crying or pain, for the old order of things has passed away.” (Revelation 21:4)

Your Logic Is My Salvation

Lord, I want to be meek, not with a softness that yields to evil, but with a strength that refuses to be overcome by anger and vengeance. I want to hunger and thirst for righteousness—Your righteousness. Your way is not the way of condemnation, but of mercy.

“Be merciful, just as your Father is merciful.” (Luke 6:36)

You call me to be a peacemaker, first in my own heart, then in my family and among the people I meet. This is so difficult, Lord, but You show me the way.

“If it is possible, as far as it depends on you, live at peace with everyone.” (Romans 12:18)

Your Kingdom Is Not of This World

Lord, I admit, what is hardest for me to understand is the blessedness in being persecuted and reviled. When people tell lies about me, when they judge me for my faith in You, my first reaction is pain and withdrawal.

But You say, “Rejoice and be glad!” Help me not to get lost in what others think of me, and heal me from the spirit of comparison.

Let me not see suffering as the end, but as an opportunity to bear witness and to hope for the eternal reward You are preparing for me.