A Sabbath prayer:
Oh, God. We are such a faithless people. You truly are our maker, our father, our Savior, our redeemer, restorer, rebuilder, rewarder . . . and you deserve our praise.
Instead you get our complacency. And you get our complaining. Like the Israelites who lost sight of the miracles you performed to lead them out of slavery and sustain them on their 40-year journey through the desert, we have short memories. We find ourselves bored or lonely or not where we dreamed we would be, and we question you.
For all the times you are working behind the scenes and we wonder where you are, God forgive us. For all the times you are working through our heartache and we wonder why you have abandoned us, God forgive us. For all the times we see what we don't have and wonder why you are so slow, God forgive us.
Father God, great is your faithfulness. Great is your goodness. Great is your timing. Great are you, God. Help us to see your new mercies every morning. When we can't understand what you are doing, help us to trust--help us to know--that you are at work rebuilding, restoring, reclaiming us for your glory.
Amen.
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