Today is Tuesday, March 19th. 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 blessing as I look into God's face and laying its burdens at his feet. Oh, Unless the God stands watch in vain. Abba Father, in this Linton season of prayer and fasting, I ask that you would not only work through my prayers, but work within me, even beyond my prayers.

But 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 127.

Unless the Lord builds the house, the builders labor in vain.

Unless the Lord watches over the city, the gods stand watch in vain.

In vain you rise early and stay up late, toiling for food to eat,

for he grants sleep to those he loves.

Children are a heritage from the Lord,

offspring a reward from him.

Like arrows in the hands of a warrior are children born in one's youth.

Blessed is the man whose quiver is full of them.

They will not be put to shame when they contend with their opponents in court. As I go to sleep tonight, my watch will end, but yours never does.

Train me, Lord, to trust you to keep watch over the places in my heart and my life that need your covering.

Teach me two in deeper ways, trust in your care, and to rest in the gift that you alone Lord make my soul

dwell in safety. Oh, Thank you,

Thank you God for watching over me as I sleep.

I entrust my day to you now,

all that I've done, and all that I've left undone. Oh, Spirit, I ask you to grant me the rest of a child being watched by their parents at night.

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