Abba, You love me and reach out to me when I least deserve it.

Dearest Abba Father, the most gracious and most merciful, You are the Creator and Sustainer of everything that we see and not see. I thank You that You don’t put me in a box as people around me do. You see beyond what I am now. You see the potential in me. Abba, You love me and reach out to me when I least deserve it. I thank You for entering into my life with compassion so that I may experience faith. With the faith You have given to me, I come to You with the confidence that I will be satisfied with Your goodness and be victorious in resisting the devil and in everything I do according to Your will. I believe that it’s Your will that Your children be prosperous and successful on this earth because our Lord and Savior , Jesus Messiah was made poor for us to be rich in everything- in all the matters of life. I belong to You, King of kings and Lord of lords, possessor of all the riches. I am heir to those riches through Jesus. Don’t let Satan stopping me from receiving my rightful possession. Elohim, You are my Refuge and Fortress. No evil shall befall me nor any plague or calamity comes near my dear and near ones. You give Your angels special charge over us to accompany and defend and preserve us in all our ways. I thank You that we dwell in the secret place of the Most High and that we remain stable and fixed under the shadow of the Almighty, Whose power no enemy can withstand. Thank You, Yahweh, for hearing my prayer and granting my request. Thank You for all the kindness You have shown me thus far. Thank You, Jesus, for your cross, which reconciled me to Yahweh so that I may enjoy the fullness of life. Thank You, Holy Spirit, for bestowing so many graces upon my soul and for having so frequently renewed Your life within me. Holy Spirit, through Your power working in me I can do anything according to my Heavenly Father’s will. Impossible becomes possible through Your power. I submit fully unto You so that Your power may be revealed in my weakness. Restore me. Be with me. Guide me. Never leave alone. In Jesus’ Name. Amen.

His mother named him Jabez [sorrow maker], saying, Because I bore him in pain. Jabez cried to the God of Israel, saying, Oh, that You would bless me and enlarge my border, and that Your hand might be with me, and You would keep me from evil so it might not hurt me! And God granted his request.—–1 Chronicles 4:9-10 (Amplified Bible)