Dear God, a cloud of worry hovers over me. I am frightened about what may befall me in the future. Will I have the resources I need? Well I complete all I must do? What will others think about me? Will my loved ones be okay? I do not so much want answers to these questions, but assurance that all will be well.
Lord, how can I feel your love for me? My intellect knows that all this worry is unprofitable and robs me of the ability to live present in this moment. But I feel so small.
Let me please feel your love today. Let me rely on you as a child on their parent, trusting you absolutely. You have sustained me before, brought me to this point. Let me trust that you will not abandon me.