Morning Manna, I hunger for a word from You. I’m having trouble entering this day with joy. Pressures of work and the personalities of people have taxed my energy. Emotionally I feel edgy, mentally I feel scattered and physically I feel worn.
To find afresh Your words and to gather them as a handmaiden filling her harvest basket brings me hope. Hope for new strength, balanced emotions and single-mindedness.
May I taste and see that you are good. Feed me, Lord, that I might grow in grace towards others and rise up strong in You. Amen.
“I have heard the complaints of the children of Isreal. Speak to them, saying, ‘At twilight you shall eat meat, and in the morning you shall be filled with bread. And you shall know that I am the Lord your God.'” Exodus 16:12