Today’s Prayer (02/12/2020)

Lord, it is my prayer that people will not say things that will hurt others, but uplift them as You lift us up. Who is it for me to judge people, for You are the judge, oh Lord. People have a soul like I do, and I do not wish to see them be torn down because of my actions. Instead, Lord, I will bring them to You through the Holy Spirit. Give me Your words to speak and I will declare it. I will be a light to the lost generation, that they may discover You for themselves. Help me to not start fights, but conversations that end in the person coming to know You, Lord. I wish to have people know Your love and then have them want to have it in their lives also. I would be selfish if I kept what You offer me all to myself. And Lord, I know that many people that do live apart from You are in sin, but may the Spirit convict them of their sins and not me. I wish to bring them to You, that You may start doing a mighty work in their lives. And if people that I meet are in mourning, because of a lost loved one, help me to comfort them, as You comfort me. As I pray for these people, wrap Your arms around them also, they may find peace. If at any time my flesh wants to speak out and say things that are negative, please catch me, even when those thoughts are in my mind. Give me counsel in that moment, that what I do speak will uplift the person and not tear them down. I wish to be there for people, and not be a burden. Thank You for delivering peace to my life. You are my healer and my Savior. I may have lived a defiant life against You, but still have You forgiven me. Thank You, Lord. I was lost and You found me. You breathed in me new life. If I am anything of worth now, it is because You have made me this way. I give You all the glory. I love You. Amen.

2 Samuel 19:1-4

2 Samuel 19:1-4 (KJV)
1 And it was told Joab, Behold, the king weepeth and mourneth for Absalom.
2 And the victory that day was turned into mourning unto all the people: for the people heard say that day how the king was grieved for his son.
3 And the people gat them by stealth that day into the city, as people being ashamed steal away when they flee in battle.
4 But the king covered his face, and the king cried with a loud voice, O my son Absalom, O Absalom, my son, my son!