Today is Tuesday March 12th. As I enter prayer now, I slow my body and quiet my mind, setting my whole being in the presence

of the living God who is ever present to me.

Recalling the day I've lived, treasuring its blessings as I look into God's face,

and laying its burdens at his feet. Oh, They will stay fresh and green. Abba Father, in this Linton season of prayer and fasting, I ask that you'd not only work through my prayers, but work within me, even beyond my prayers.

The laying aside of one appetite, with the aid of your spirit gives rise to another.

Toon my taste buds to hunger for your presence, my eyes to see your coming, my ears to hear your whisper, and my lips to savor your blessings,

which are showered upon me each day, even this one. Oh, A reading from Psalm 92. It is good to praise the Lord and make music to your name almost high

Proclaiming your love in the morning and your faithfulness at night to the music of the ten-stringed

liar and the melody of the harp.

For you make me glad by your deeds, Lord, I sing for joy at what your hands have done.

How great are your works, Lord!

How profound your thoughts. Senseless people do not know. Fools do not

understand that though the wicked spring up like grass and all evil doers flourish, they will be

destroyed forever.

But you, Lord, are forever exalted.

For surely your enemies, Lord, surely your enemies will perish.

All evil doers will be scattered. You have exalted my horn like that of a wild ox. Fine oils have been

poured on me. My eyes have seen the defeat of my adversaries. My ears have heard the

route of my wicked foes. The righteous will flourish like a palm tree.

They will grow like a cedar of Lebanon,

planted in the house of the Lord.

They will flourish in the in old age. They will stay fresh and green.

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