Gracious God, let Your mercy flood over me in a blanket of grace. Settle down the anxiety of my heart as I lift up this life, the moments of my day, to You who loves me beyond all comprehension. Reach into the depth of my soul where the hurt is buried and expose the nerve despite the pain so that I can experience the full healing that only comes from the touch of Your hand upon my soul. Jesus, my true healer, intervene where You have deemed it timely to give me the extra patience to trust in Your hidden plan until the fullness of time has come for me to know as You know. As You till the soil of my aching heart, I will wait upon Your planting. Truly, my times are in Your hands and my soul trusts in You. Under the truthful word of 2 Peter 3:9 and the authority of Christ Jesus these prayers I offer as my holy sacrifice.
The Lord is not slow to fulfill his promise as some count slowness,
but is patient toward you, not wishing that any should perish,
but that all should reach repentance.
2 Peter 3:9, ESV