June 25th
While the lady bugs
blushed and covered their frames, I
gave up innocence.
June 26th
Praying instead of
worrying — a warm cloak of
comfort covers me.
June 27th
I was a flat sheet.
Your crafty hands folded me
into dimensions.
June 28th
I believe in the
power of prayer. I shun the
illness of quick fear.
June 29th
You answer my prayers,
but I don’t need proof of your
glory. Faithfulness.
Though millions have gone, there is still room for one.
There’s room at the cross for you.
There’s room at the cross for you.
There’s Room at the Cross, Hymnal song
If the Lord told me, “Child, you may be answered one prayer, and one prayer only,” every person on this planet would be on their knees, overfilled with the Holy Spirit, praising the Lord and all His glory.
If you can believe, all things are possible to him who believes.
-Mark 9:23, Jesus
