Tonight I came to the end of the day tired and a little humbled. I do my share of knocking on doors and running ahead, and tonight I wanted to set all of that down and just trust.
Father, I come to You at the end of the day
with open hands, because they’re the only kind I have.
You are Lord, and I am Yours.
My plans are Yours to shape,
and my timeline is Yours to keep.
Some things I can’t fix tonight.
Some things may not be saved.
So give me grace for the next step,
and then the one after it,
one foot in front of the other,
still following You.
I trust You with how it all turns out.
I trust Your providence even when I feel like a failure,
even if the plans I made don’t work out,
even if the doors I knocked on stay shut,
even if tomorrow looks nothing like I hoped.
Failure is not proof that You’ve left.
Like those three young men before the fire, I say it too:
You are able, and even if You do not,
I will not bow to any other hope. (Daniel 3:17-18)
Thank You for the faith that is Your own work in me (John 6:29),
and let it be alive, Lord, not just words (James 2:26).
Thank You for the people You’ve put beside me,
for the ones who ask “how can I help?”
just when I need someone to carry part of the load.
Thank You for Erin, my partner since 1999,
for Colton at Cedarville, growing in Your Word,
and for horses given a second life,
a small picture of what You do for us.
Keep me patient. Keep me gracious.
Help me choose the right way over the fast way.
And when I’ve done what I can,
let me rest tonight in what only You can do.
In Jesus’ name, amen.
Even if is not giving up. It’s handing the outcome back to the One it belonged to all along, and then getting up and taking the next faithful step.
