Great God Almighty, be breath-close to Your treasured one. Breathe on me the majestic, powerful healing like sweet wind through my soul that cascades over every hurt, wound, and injury-causing pain. With Your tender hands, smooth out the lumps, caress the brokenness and mold the misshapen parts to Your glory. May the warmth of Your light of truth bring relief and purpose as I face the unwanted task of journeying in a territory of unforeseen pain. Pick me up, granting me the rejuvenating rest that I need at such a time as this. May the enemy of my soul not use any physical pain as a distraction, worming his way into my heart through frustration and despair. May he not use any spiritual hurt to oppress and torment me away from Your light. Increase my trust and faith, Lord, that You are writing a beautiful story upon my weary heart. Under the mercy of Your word in Psalm 139:1-3 and the authority of Christ Jesus, these prayers are placed upon the throne of God Almighty.
O Lord, you have searched me and known me!
You know when I sit down and when I rise up;
you discern my thoughts from afar.
You search out my path and my lying down
and are acquainted with all my ways.
Psalm 139:1-3, ESV