Dear God,
This week I am going to fall probably about 5867 times. I am going to pray. I am going to read your word.
This week I am going to study. And stress. And likely cry at some point.
I am going to listen to music. And eat. And exercise. And shower.
I want to do all for Your glory.
And no matter how many times I fall, I want you to pick me up, dust me off, and send me back down that road that leads to joy, fulfillment, and everlasting life.
Give me courage. Let me pray every morning as if my life depended on it (because it does).
I love you Father.
Amen
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