Job rose up early. As the sky drifted from black to indigo to warm yellow light, he diligently constructed altars for each of his children, bringing sacrifices of worship on their behalf.
The crisp fresh day his backdrop, Job asked Yahweh to watch his sons and daughters, to purify them, to make them right before His throne.
What quiet devotion. What reverence for righteousness. What humble trust. All of this before the greatest affliction of his life.
This imagery came to mind upon reading Job 1:5, and it inspired a morning prayer of my own for my daughter Amariah.
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And when the days of the feast had run their course, Job would send and consecrate them, and he would rise early in the morning and offer burnt offerings according to the number of them all. For Job said, “It may be that my children have sinned, and cursed God in their hearts.” Thus Job did continually. Job 1:5
You are mighty beyond words. How Great Thou art! You alone are holy. You alone make us new and make us Yours.
I lift up my child to you O Lord, and I surrender my heart. May the blood of Christ wash over her, may her sins be thrown into the depths of sea. May she welcome Her Savior into her soul. May she see His compassion, His grace, and treasure them more than anything else!
May she delight in Her Creator and King, and desire to serve You all the days of her life. May Your song be upon her spirit, May Your Word be an anchor in her mind. May her peace come from Your salvation, may her joy come from Your praise.
May You protect her purity, and guard her heart from temptation. May she work humbly and walk boldly in faith!
When triumph comes may she worship You, when trouble comes may she still worship You. When she lacks knowledge, when she lacks wisdom, increase her fear of You. When she is downtrodden, draw near to her in comfort. When she is lost, may she always find You.
Lord, empower me to care for her and love her as You do, to point her to You every step of the way. Lord, remind me continually that she is Yours. Yours to mold, Yours to use for your glory.
May I commit her to You, everyday. Forgive me when my heart insists its own way, instead of listening to Your perfect plan. Her life is in Your hands, may this I always understand.