Pāhonoa te oro

Heavenly Father, Before my feet touch the floor… before I check my phone… before the noise of this world reaches my ears… I come to You. I lift my eyes, I open my heart, and I whisper the name that moves mountains — Jesus. Thank You, Lord. Thank You for another breath. Thank You for another sunrise I did not earn and cannot repay. While I was sleeping, You were working. While I was resting, You were fighting battles on my behalf. While I was unaware, Your mercy was being renewed over my life — f