A Prayer for You, Father

A poem by Patricia Stanley

My prayer for you, Father, Elohim, El Elyon, God of the Universe.

Blessed are you Oh Lord my God, King of the Universe, who has kept me alive.  THE BREATH OF LIFE, still warms my body.

This is my prayer for you.

I pray that you laugh, chuckle with pleasure in your children making your days as they walk in your will, walk in your way.

I pray that you point out to Jesus, the Holy Spirit, and the heavenly host with delight.  When your children defeat the enemy with power and might.

I pray that you literally jump with glee.  To see your children prosper.  Be in good health even as their souls prosper.

I pray that you shout with a voice of thunder when you see your children come out from under the flesh, the world, and the enemy’s plan.  As they speak to the mountain as your word commands.

I pray that you have exceeding joy when your children spoil the ploy and they conquer and defeat.  What comes against them, putting them under their feet.

I pray that you are filled with an inner glow when your children speak your Word wherever they go.

I pray that you revel in your own glory.  When you hear your children tell one another a story.

As they testify of you, all the mighty wonder, magnificent loving works you’ve done.

Giving praise to you, and your only begotten Son.  The Holy Spirit too acknowledging all as one.

I pray that your ears tickle with pleasure as you hear your children speak out of their treasure.  The unique and special preordained gifts within.  Different but the same.  To glorify and praise your name.

I pray that you be edified and pleased as your children walk by faith and not by sight.  Bringing all substance out of darkness into light.

I pray you ignite the holy fire as we your children fulfill your heart’s desire.  To love you with all our heart, mind, soul and strength.

As you command loving your neighbor and giving them a hand, loving ourselves.  Keeping in your perfect plan.

Father we your children want you to know in us there is no doubt, unbelief, or fear.  In you, Elohim, we trust and revere.

We stand on your word.  In it there is all truth.  We speaking spirits speaking out your word, it will never come back void.  It will accomplish what it is sent out to do.

Father my prayer is that you are well pleased with us, as you were with your Son, Jesus Christ the Anointed One.

In our lives let your will on Earth, as it is in Heaven, be done.

© Patricia Stanley 2019

Photo courtesy of Jill Wellington