Morning prayer · 19 January

Lord, I’m coming

A compass needle swinging and settling, pointing straight toward a small open doorway of light, with the words “lord, i'm coming” lettered by hand.

Lord, every moment belongs to you, and your will is what heals us. When we turn to you, we find you never turned away. Even the look we turn toward you is your own work; it’s what you’re busy with all day long. That look is what you care about, not whether we were ready first. How could I ever be more ready to do what I must than right now? Can I learn by staying away? Lord, I’m coming. Help me. Amen.

So he got up and went to his father. But while he was still in the distance, his father saw him and was filled with compassion. He ran to his son, embraced him, and kissed him.

Luke 15:20 (BSB)

Adapted from George MacDonald, Diary of an Old Soul (1880), in plain words. The verse is from the Berean Standard Bible (public domain). Drawing: Mutter.