December 17

Our Dear Jesus,
We bow the sleepy heads that You have awakened in the blackness of morning, while the air is still full of dew. Your goodness floods our being. Your gentleness draws us near. Your faithfulness keeps us coming back. Your love humbles us all the more. We come desiring shaping, molding, and fashioning after our beautiful Savior. Make us like You Lord for we are pitiful, for the righteous that we ‘think’ we have is of filthy rags. This is our prayer today in Your perfect name, Amen.