Your path is the only one that leads to life, Lord. Keep my feet treading upon the holy ground You have set forth in Your Word. When I reach a point in life where the road becomes uncertain, Your Spirit’s guidance steadies me. Hold me up when I start to fall, Lord. You have brought me to a feast, though I scarcely knew the depths of my soul’s starvation. Your presence is my nourishment. Your mercy is the canopy that covers me when I am tortured by the scorching consequences of my sin. My heart is grateful for the moisture of Your grace on the landscape of the shriveling soul. Through abiding prayer, You have nourished my languishing essence. The polluted shallowness of my thoughts have been deepened with the purity of truth imparted in Your Word. Enrich my journey with Kingdom appointments, Lord. Intervene when You notice my foot straying from the path. Sprinkle the blessings I am sure to need. Lead me by way of Your staff and Your glory. Under the beauty of the Word in Ezekiel 1:28 and the authority of Christ Jesus, I bow in prayer.

 Like the appearance of a rainbow in the clouds on a rainy day, so was the radiance around Him. This was the appearance of the likeness of the glory of the Lord. When I saw it, I fell facedown, and I heard the voice of one speaking.
Ezekiel 1:28, ESV