You, Lord, are like the mountains.

You surround us, protect us, and inspire us.

You, Lord, make us like mountains.

You cause us to become strong, enduring, and unshakable.

Be my mountain today Lord.

Make me a mountain today Lord.

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When I look back over my life, I see one thing clearly: you are for us.  You are on our side.

There was that time when dangerous people made my life so difficult!

But you rescued me.

There was that time when all my carefully constructed plans suddenly collapsed!

But you saved me.

There’s not a single doubt in my mind.

You are for us.

You are on our side.

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I’m watching you, Lord.

My eyes are fixed on your hands.

The way a child looks to the hands of her father.

The way an athlete looks to the hands of his coach.

The way a patient looks to the hands of her doctor.

I’m watching you, Lord.

My eyes are fixed on your hands.

May they bring the mercy I so desperately need.

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Lord, you may be sought and found anywhere.

Wherever we are, you are.

But there are also special places for seeking and finding:

sanctuaries,

chapels,

monasteries,

mountains.

The places and spaces where your people gather for praise and petition are perfect for discovering the divine.

So, for these places and spaces, I pray for peace.  Peace among members.  Harmony between worshipers.

May the House of the Lord be filled with peace.

May I seek you today where you wish to be found.

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My son says, “Watch me!”

He wants whatever he’s doing to be the object of my loving gaze.

Like child to father, I say the same to you, Lord.  “Watch me!”

But before I get the words out, you make it clear to me that whatever I’m doing is already the object of your loving gaze.

You are already watching.

You watch me when the sun’s up and when the moon’s up.

You watch me when I come and when I go.

You watch me today and you will watch me tomorrow.

Even when my eyes close in sleep, yours do not.

Even when I’m not watching you, you are watching over me.

I’m thankful for many things, Lord.

But above all, I’m thankful that you watch me.

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Lord, this conflict makes me cry.

This war makes we weep.

This battle has become too great a burden.

Too quickly did the powerful move from words to war!

Too quickly did tongues send soldiers to serve!

Bring this war to an end.

Send a ceasefire.

Let there be peace on earth.

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Finding your Word Lord is like finding buried treasure.

Opening your Pages Lord is like opening a chest full of gold.

The deeper I dig, the richer I get.

Your Word overflows with a wealth of wisdom.

I’ve put an X on the map of my life to mark this spot.

It’s the place I’ll return to again and again.

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I’m hungry, Lord.

Starving for your statutes.

Drooling for your decrees.

I can’t wait any longer.

My soul craves your Scripture more than my lungs long for air.

So pile my plate with your Word.

Tie a bib around my neck, put a fork in my hand and step back–this is going to be messy.

I’m going to dig in like a dying man.

I’m not going to stop until I lick the plate clean.

And then I ‘ll ask for seconds.

Nothing fulfills me like your Word, Lord.

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Few things mean more to me than your wonderful Word, Lord.

Why?

Because your Word is like the flashlight I use when camping.

It’s like the headlight I rely on when driving.

It’s like a full moon that guides me when walking.

I’m deeply thankful for the way your word drives the darkness from my world.

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I’ve never considered myself wise, Lord.

Most have more common sense than I.

Many celebrate smarts greater than mine.

Sometimes I feel like the Scarecrow–”I would not be just a nuffin’; My head all full of stuffin’; My heart all full of pain; I would dance and be merry; Life would be a ding-a-derry; If I only had a brain.”

But your Word, Lord–it makes me wise!

The more I ponder it, the more insight I gain.

The more I practice it, the more intelligence I’m given.

I feel like the Scarecrow–”The sum of the square roots of any two sides of an isosceles triangle is equal to the square root of the remaining side. Oh joy! Rapture! I got a brain! How can I ever thank you enough?”

Exactly–how can I ever thank you enough?

Thank you for the insight I find in the Word you’ve given.

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