Holy God, our righteous King, reveal Your tenderness and loving compassion to Your lowly servant; for I am faltering under the weight of the battle. Remind me that I am Your chosen child, O God. The voice of the enemy need not have power over me for You are bigger and mightier than any giant coming against me. Jesus, You are my sure support and tender counselor. In my tiredness, You replenish me. In my weariness I am granted strength in You. In my sorrow, I will let You be my joy. In the craziness of my life, I will let You be my rock because only You can lift me higher. I will soar above the storms of stress upon the clouds of Your holy presence. Lifting these prayers to You, my Father in heaven, under the beautiful word of Luke 12:6-7 and Christ’s authority.

Are not five sparrows sold for two pennies?
And not one of them is forgotten before God.
Why, even the hairs of your head are all numbered.
Fear not; you are of more value than many sparrows.
Luke 12: 6-7, ESV