Prayer Journal

You carried me, Lord, through the dark times in my life. When I lay by the roadside beaten down, injured, unable to move, you were there. You picked me up and carried me to safety. You dressed my wounds and nurtured me back to health. When I was worn out, unable to take another step, you came by my side and gave me a drink of living water. You refreshed my soul. You walked with me each slow step forward until I regained my stride. From my first breath, you have always been by my side. Give me the courage and strength to continue to follow you and the path you have laid before me. 

© 2026, Chris G. Thelen

“Whoever does not carry his own cross and come after me cannot be my disciple.” – Luke 14:27, NASB

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