My heavenly Creator, I come before Your majesty utterly grateful for the talents You have granted me in serving Your Kingdom. Forgive my neglect Lord God as You have opened doors which I feared walking through. My heart is in shambles before You when I consider the missed opportunities of spreading love and ministering in grace. Father, I bow before Your throne, inviting You to anoint the latent abilities lingering within me. Teach me to stretch my time, granting all priority to Your leadership. Take my talents, Lord God, and show me how to apply them for Your glory and not my own. Should there be superfluous possessions dragging me down Lord, let me cut them away so that I can be light in spirit and not overly concerned with those things destroyed by moth and rust. And where my own negligence has left a barren wasteland, Lord God, remake me with Kingdom mindedness so that all deserts can become fruitful fields ready for the harvest. I adore You, Lord God, for so many unfathomable reasons, not the least of which is that You are a God of many chances. You are my King who accepts my renewed surrender. Take me from here Lord and lead me where You wish me to go. Push me through the open door when my heart hesitates in fear and my feet remain paralyzed by discouragement. Make me a fruitful steward of all that has been entrusted to me. Under the mighty Word of truth in Matthew 6:19-21 and the authority of Christ, I bow in adoring prayer.
Do not store up for yourselves treasures on earth, where moth and rust consume and where thieves break in and steal; but store up for yourselves treasures in heaven, where neither moth nor rust consumes and where thieves do not break in and steal. For where your treasure is, there your heart will be also.
Matthew 6:19-21, NRSV