Precious is Your Word and holy is Your Name in all the universe, my Father in heaven. Let Your blessings fall fresh upon Your beloved. Father, grant me a taste of the first-fruits of heavenly blessing which is Yours to bestow upon those You delight in. Bring to my days signs of the evidence of my true home which I can only glimpse through eyes of faith. May the smallest of prayers be answered and the movement of Your hand detected. May the very whisper of Your voice delight my soul as every earthly provision fills my heart with gratitude. Help me to enjoy the juicy grapes of heavenly blessing even while I live on the other side of that land of promised inheritance. Let the guiding of my steps, the insurmountable peace in trying circumstances, the undeniable joy in recognizing Your presence and the satisfaction of daily provision be the fruitful evidence of life to come in the Kingdom; so that my hope is secure in the feasting of the firstfruits of heaven available through Christ Jesus. Through this sustenance, may I be equipped to press on, to fight the good fight, and to lean into the blessed promises of my God. Under the merciful word of Romans 8:23 and the authority of Christ Jesus, these prayers are my daily offering.
And not only the creation, but we ourselves,
who have the first-fruits of the Spirit,
groan inwardly as we wait eagerly for adoption as sons,
the redemption of our bodies.
Romans 8:23, ESV