Jesus, you gave the Father your absolute trust. You believed him implicitly, even in the face of terrifying circumstances. You trusted him to the point of death. I find that I do not have this kind of trust dwelling within my own heart…when terrors encompass me, my natural reaction is to doubt your love, and to spin out into fearful imaginings and despair.
I ask here and now for access to your own perfect trust, Jesus. Help me to believe that you are for me, and not against me. Help me to see these kinds of things as being blindingly obvious. Help me to not even consider the lies of the enemy as having any sort of basis whatsoever in objective reality. Help me to see through those falsehoods.
Father, I want the assurance of your love to be the most real thing that I experience. Let me trust you like Jesus did. Holy Spirit, speak to me throughout each day, and open my ears to hear you. Open my eyes to see you. If there be anything in me that is out of alignment with you, God…let it dissolve and evaporate, that it might lose its hold upon my mind, that I might be free to flow in your ways, without inhibition.
