My Lord, Your love never fluctuates. Your grace does not wane. Amidst the tumultuous rainstorm of unstable circumstances, You are my rock and my refuge. My soul affections are not set loosely upon the decaying treasures of this world that are subject to moth and rust. My heart belongs to You who abides forever faithful to the end. Deep calls to deep as Your Spirit resonates harmoniously with my submissive soul. My house has been relocated. No longer are my foundations set in the quicksand of deceit but upon the solid rock of faith in Christ. Let the storms come, Lord, and I will not be moved. For my desires are linked eternally to Your will and purpose. My hope is in the finished work of Christ. My trust is rooted in Your love. My joy is realized in Your presence. As such, let me laugh at loss and defy destructive trials by clinging to faith. When the flower fades, Your Word remains. When the blossom looses its fragrance, the aroma of Christ lingers sweet. When death extinguished the candle, the sunlight of eternity shines bright. Hand in hand, Your love guides me to the celestial shores. Truly You are with me, Jesus, until the end of the age. It is enough for my soul to be Yours. Under the blessed truth found in John 13:1 and the authority of Christ, I bow in prayer.

Now before the feast of the Passover, Jesus, knowing that His time had come that He would depart from this world to the Father, having loved His own who were in the world, He loved them to the end.
John 13:1, WEB