My Lord, in consideration of my weakness, draw my faith deep so that it might be sufficiently rooted in Your heart and enabled by Your Spirit to withstand the strain of the unexpected, unwelcomed, incomprehensible and unpredictable storms headed my way. Grant me the strength necessary to come out of the hurricane of temptations unscathed and ready to assist the brethren. Let me no longer linger in the shadow of my own suffering when there are many brothers and sisters suffering alongside me. Though my view is prone to narrow until I cannot see past the lens of my own pain, let it not be said of me that I did not extend Your love to the least of these. There is work to be done until You declare the season of rest. Empower Your servants, Lord God. Equip the call of Your holy ones. Let the children of God raise voices amidst the desert culture until our praises fall like rain upon parched souls in need of watering. Lord, let it not be said of my life that when pressed to extremities I will reach toward my own preservation rather than grasp hold of Your suffering hand. Cast me down from any self-exalting high place, Lord God, until my worship of You is grounded in Spirit and truth. Teach me to walk in holy steps the narrow path of obedience which You have paved by example, Jesus. Under the Word given in 1 Peter 5:8-9 and the authority of Christ I pray.

Discipline yourselves, keep alert. Like a roaring lion your adversary the devil prowls around, looking for someone to devour. Resist him, steadfast in your faith, for you know that your brothers and sisters in all the world are undergoing the same kinds of suffering.
1 Peter 5:8-9, NRSV