Reading: Proverbs 10-12; Psalm 1
Father, may my delight be in your Word. I meditate on it night and day, seeking understanding. Make me like the tree planted by streams of water. Then regardless of the season I will thrive, yielding fruit when it is time. I want to be firmly planted in your Word so that I will stand on the day of your judgment and be counted among the righteous. You know my ways, Lord. Test me and know that I long to do what is right. Help me to be a diligent worker, for sloth does not lead to prosperity. May I receive instructions thoughtfully instead of babbling on about knowing better. Let me see that the more I talk, the more I sin. Make my words few and life-giving. Let my mouth bring forth wisdom and draw out understanding. Keep me from pride, which comes before the fall. Give me humility instead, which comes from wisdom. Let me not forget that money and possessions do nothing for me the moment I die, but treasures stored up in heaven pay back eternally. Father, keep me silent about the shortcomings and missteps of others. Fools are always right in their own eyes, but the wise receive instruction and consider it. Let me not be counted among the foolish who are like gravel in the mouths of others.
Grayson Pope 