Oh Heavenly Father, (Abba!)
I hurt. My heart hurts. I'm anxious to know what the future holds, and it hurts. I pray boldly, nonetheless, because that You alone hold my life in Your hands. You are the one who loves me, who carries me, who lifts me up with hope. You fill me with Living Water--and I am satisfied. I rejoice in the power of Your freedom and goodness, and You, God, are the one I petition. Hear my cry. Do not leave me now. I trust in You.
Amen.
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