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Another Monday, another mercy. Thank You, Jesus, for more time—this gift I could never earn but get to receive again today. To know that You are already here, already steadying my steps before I take them—that is the peace I crave most.
I feel how quickly distractions pull at me, how my tired body or heavy spirit can twist blessings into burdens. But I don’t want to miss You in the rush. Help me see with Your eyes. Give me courage to be ruthless about what matters and gentle about what doesn’t. Let prayer become my instinct, not my afterthought.
Anchor me when I want to run ahead. Ground me when I start to strive. Slow me enough to breathe in Your goodness and remind me that obedience is greater than speed. My worth has never lived in my performance—it’s held in Your presence.
Jesus, I want this week to look like You: conversations marked by peace, work carried out with steadiness, thoughts rooted in truth. Keep me aware of the small wins, the little miracles You tuck into my Mondays, and let faith—not fear—determine how I show up.
I walk into this week with open hands, open eyes, and an open heart—expectant, grateful, and already held by You. ⭐️
Jesus—You are my cup, my portion, my Shepherd, and my King.
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