God Is Love – Morning Prayer

Heavenly Father,

I am reading your Words in Jeremiah 31:3:

The Lord appeared to him long ago, saying, “I have loved you with everlasting love; Therefore, I have drawn you out with kindness.”

Lord, thank You for loving me. Your love for me is everlasting. Regardless of my past or present, nothing changes Your love for me.

No matter where I have been or what I have done, You love me still.

This conviction keeps me going even when nothing else makes sense. When the world turns cold and indifferent, when rejection stings and loneliness presses in, I cling to this truth—I am loved.

When my own heart condemns me, when I look in the mirror and struggle to see worth, Your love remains steadfast, unshaken by my flaws, my failures, or my fears.

Thank You for expressing Your love towards me by giving me Your Son, Jesus.

Thank You for working in me by Your Spirit to know and receive Your love.

Open my heart wider, Lord, to truly grasp the depth of this love. Let it penetrate the places where doubt lingers, where shame tries to whisper lies, where wounds from the past still ache.

Let Your love heal, restore, and transform me so that I walk not as someone striving for acceptance but as someone already deeply loved.

Today I find assurance in Romans 5:8-9:

But God demonstrates His own love toward us in that while we were still sinners, Christ died for us. Much more then, having now been justified by His blood, we shall be saved from the wrath of God through Him.

Father, You loved me when I was still in sin; how much more now that I am Your child? I know You will move the world to express Your love for me.

Even in the details of my day, I see Your hand—in the moments of unexpected kindness, in the gentle reminders that I am not alone, in the strength You give me to keep going when I feel like giving up.

When I wake up to face another day filled with uncertainties, when anxieties whisper their threats, when the weight of responsibilities seems too much, remind me, Lord, that I am not carrying it alone.

Your love is my anchor, my foundation. When I am met with criticism or feel unseen and unheard, remind me that Your voice speaks louder—the voice that calls me beloved, chosen, cherished.

When the enemy tries to convince me that I am forgotten, when my prayers feel unheard and my faith feels weak, let me see Your love in the small miracles of everyday life—in the sunrise that greets me with warmth, in the embrace of a loved one, in the provision that comes just in time, in the peace that surpasses understanding.

I am reminded that nothing changes Your love for me. Not my mistakes, not my weaknesses, not even my doubts. I am not a recipient of Your anger but of Your mercy, Your grace, Your relentless affection.

Even when I feel undeserving, You still pursue me. Even when I turn away, You call me back with tenderness, not condemnation.

Circumstances do not make me doubt Your love for me, but I see You loving me and bringing forth Your good thoughts concerning me.

Though trials may come, though life may not always unfold as I expect, I trust in the constancy of Your love. I am not defined by my failures, my past, or the opinions of others.

I am defined by the love You have lavished upon me, a love that never fades, never diminishes, never wavers.

I am loved with Your everlasting love, and I live in this consciousness daily. Let this awareness shape the way I think, speak, and act.

Let it overflow into the way I love others—not conditionally or fearfully, but with the same grace and kindness You have shown me. Let Your love be the lens through which I see myself and the world around me.

Thank You, Father, for this assurance.

For the days when I feel strong and the days when I feel weak, for the moments of clarity and the seasons of uncertainty, for the times when I feel Your presence so near and the times when faith alone must sustain me—thank You.

Your love is my greatest treasure, my firm foundation, my hope that never fades.

In Jesus’ name, I pray.

Amen.