Dear Lord,
Today, help me stop waiting on perfect strength before I move. You told Gideon to go with what he had, so donβt let me insult the strength You gave me for this moment. Get shame off my back. Get regret out of my face. Give me the kind of joy that makes people wonder how Iβm still smiling. And when doubt pulls up trying to ruin the day, make faith answer the door. In Jesusβ name. AmenππΎ