Please pray with me.
July 5, 2025
Father, You say You are near to the brokenhearted. Be near now, God. Please. We canโt make sense of this. We canโt fix it. But You are still the God who sees. You are still the Shepherd who leaves the ninety-nine to find the one. You are still the One who calmed the wind and said to the waves, โPeace, be still.โ Say it again, Lord. Speak peace over Texas.
Bind up wounds that no human can reach. Sit in the ashes with the grieving. Carry those who canโt take another step. And if we, as Your people, can be Your hands, Your tears, or Your comfort, use us.
We donโt understand this. But we trust that one day, every tear will be wiped away. Until then, hold every hurting soul close to Your chest. Donโt let go.
In the name of Jesus, the Man of Sorrows and the Hope of Glory,
Amen