Sweet P’s: Prayer on Good Friday

Wow, Lord, I cannot find words to describe the depth of my heart on this Good Friday.

Jesus, as I remember what You did all those years ago, I cannot help but bow my heart in brokenness. I’m undone. Unworthy. I am overwhelmed to consider all the suffering You took on behalf of all humanity. And for me. Your love reaches beyond my imagination.

Lord Jesus, thank You, thank You, thank You for paying my sin debt and setting me free. Thank You for giving me hope again. Thank You for inviting me into Your forever family. Thank You for choosing to remain in Your Father’s love, even unto death.

Today I feel like the best posture to take is reflective silence. Few words spoken, instead a holy hush. Listening to You in quiet worship. Singing songs of praise. Remembering You.

Jesus, thank You for remembering me.

Thank You for remembering my friends and family.

Thank You for being the perfect example of sacrificial love.

Thank You for keeping Your promise. What a gift it is to know You rose from the dead like You said You would.  You are God alone. You are my King.

I love You. Thank You for loving me first. Even today, nothing or no one can stop Your love. You are alive.

In the precious, pure and holy name of Jesus I pray,

Amen!