These “pillow prayers” continue to provide some extravagant, poetic faith-expressions. I offer them because a) my words aren’t this good, and b) I think some of us, including me, need to have material like this for our own prayers. Some of these words speak almost peculiarly to my spirit as I paste them.
Matchless Illuminator, bring Your holy lantern into the corridors of my mind…. Turn me away from my gloomy musings. . . .
Breathe Your purity into the unlit corners of my imagination. Ignite Your purposes within me. As I think on You, I’m aware that You first thought of me. The magnetism of that understanding draws me back to You again and again. I fall asleep comforted by Your pursuing love.
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Untie the gnawing tension in my stomach, shoulders, jaw, and aching back. Liberate me from the strain of self-assertion that I might acquiesce to Your higher plans. Quiet my pounding heart, my pressing fears, and my personal agendas. . . .
I pray Your stunning beauty would be seen in my repose, rhetoric, and responses.
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© 2005 Patsy Clairmont, published by J. Countryman/Thomas Nelson Book Group