Morning Lord. Thought I’d better get my praying in early since it’s Claire’s birthday and she and William are coming for dinner. I’ll need all the help I can get today, Lord. Ashley has already phoned to say she has had a change of shift and has to work, so won’t be coming. I find this strange – it is her mother’s birthday after all. I mean I know her job as a dispatcher for emergency services is important, but without her calming influence does she not realise I’ll be the one calling for an ambulance?
It makes me think I was right, that something is up with her. Again, I pray that you would be with her and provide what she needs, Lord.
As for me, I pray you would give me every angel you can spare to help me not burn the dinner, not miss a speck of dust when I tidy up, to keep the children under control, and to send Andrew home on time.
Better get peeling the potatoes! There’s a meat-and-three-veg couple if ever there was one.
In Jesus’ name I pray…Amen.