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O caring Father, giver of all good gifts,
Thank you for the night you gave me.
I laid down and slept.
I awoke again, because you sustained me.

I was fed.
I was sheltered.
I was cared for.
I was given a clean bed.
I was given a kind word.
I was treated as one fashioned in your image.

I know that I do not deserve it.
I know that I cannot expect it.
Even your Son, the heir of all things, through whom you created the world. 
The radiance of your glory. 
The exact imprint of your nature. 
The one who upholds the universe by the word of his power,
He was refused entrance.
He had no place to lay his head.

But yet you, in your overwhelming grace and goodness,
Provided for me a host who saw my needs,
A sink to wash my face,
A meal to fill my stomach,
A bed to rest my body,
A rest to refresh my spirit.

O good Father, bless this place.
Pour out on my hosts your grace in excess of what they showered on me.
Give them strength to treat the next pilgrim as they treated me.
Give them eyes to see the need of the heart for those who enter tonight.
Give them hope to keep going when they are met with rudeness or hostility.
Give them love for you and others.
Give them peace.
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Luke 2

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My God. My King. My Savior.
May these labored, yet deliberate steps mirror my inward journey.
One more step toward faith.
One more step toward hope.
One more step toward love.
One more step toward you, Jesus.
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1 Corinthians 13

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I have too much, Jesus.
I have too much.

You who had nothing extra.
You who gave it all away.
You must laugh at my idea of simplicity.

But you also know me. 
You know my home and bedroom,
My closets and cupboards.
You know all the possessions I cannot even remember.
You know that this pack, 
Bulging as it is,
Is a big change for me.

But I still have too much.

I carry so many things “just in case.”
I fear that I might need them tomorrow.
I wonder if I will be uncomfortable,
Cold,
Hungry,
In need.

I am not as trusting as a sparrow for my next meal.
I am not as confident as the lily for my daily clothing.
You reminded us that your Father provides for them.
And that he would provide for us.
But I still wonder.

I still fear the “what if” of today.
I worry about tomorrow.
And those thoughts are a burden.
I carry them every day.

O loving Jesus,
Give me eyes to see 
And ears to hear.
Give me faith to live today 
Unencumbered by the risks of tomorrow.

I have too much, Jesus.
I have too much.⁠
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Matthew 6:25-34

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My ever present Father, 
Who never sleeps nor slumbers,
Forgets or wonders,
Guide my steps.

I am sore and scattered.
I have spent night after night in beds not my own,
In company not familiar,
In conditions not ideal,
And I am weary.

Today I take another step,
Walk another hour.
O God,
Guide my steps.

You promised that you would never leave nor forsake your own.
You promised that you would know the path of the righteous.
You promised that you would guard your children.

Guide my steps.

Today I may stumble and fall.
Give me strength to rise again.

Today I may lose my way.
Give me wisdom to find it once more.

Today I may see a once buried part of me.
Give me courage to face it.

Today I may meet someone in need.
Give me eyes to see them as you do.

Today I will keep walking.
Guide my steps.⁠ (Hebrews 13:5–6)