Will You, Pretty Please?
This morning, as the sun rose over the lush green trees in our backyard, I hit stride in my typical routine: wake up, shower up, open the Word, and bring a series of requests to God. As usual, I found myself coming to the Lord with two oft-repeated agenda items:
“God will you forgive me for ____________?” (I’m still readily prone to many sinful faults and failures)
“God will you give me ______________?” (I’m continually in need of strength, direction, peace, healing, etc.) . . .
