Daily Strength

Dear friends, let us love one another, because love is from God, and everyone who loves has been fathered by God and knows God.

1 John 4:7 NET

So to the calmly gathered thought

The innermost of life is taught,

The mystery dimly understood,

That love of God is love of good;

That to be saved is only this,—

Salvation from our selfishness.

J. G. Whittler

The Spirit of Love, wherever it is, is its own blessing and happiness, because it is the truth and reality of God in the soul; and therefore is in the same joy of life, and is the same good to itself everywhere and on every occasion. Would you know the blessing of all blessings? It is this God of Love dwelling in your soul, and killing every root of bitterness, which is the pain and torment of every earthly, selfish love. For all wants are satisfied, all disorders of nature are removed, no life is any longer a burden, every day is a day of peace, everything you meet becomes a help to you, because everything you see or do is all done in the sweet, gentle element of Love.



Evening Prayer

In the same way, let your light shine before people, so that they can see your good deeds and give honor to your Father in heaven.

Matt 5:16 NET

Lives of great men all remind us
We can make our lives sublime,
And, departing, leave behind us
Footprints on the sands of time—

Footprints that perhaps another,
Sailing o’er life’s wintry main,
A forlorn and shipwrecked brother,
Seeing, shall take heart again.

— Henry W. Longfellow

They are slaves who fear to speak
For the fallen and the weak;
They are slaves who will not choose
Hatred, scoffing, and abuse,
Rather than in silence shrink
From the truth they needs must think;
They are slaves who dare not be
In the right with two or three.

— James Russell Lowell


Merciful Father,

Help me to know that my shadow cannot fall without me, and that my footprints cannot be found where I have never trodden. I pray that thou wilt make me so familiar with the right path that it may be mine to have the privilege of leading others to the right places.



Letter to God

Dear God,

Thank you for making me. Thank you that you love me despite my bad thoughts, despite my bad behavior, my anger, my lies, my failures. Thank you that you listen to my every word, no matter how dark or woefully unworthy of you. Thank you that you love me, even though my heart is black. I want to see the truth, live in the truth, not the dark. See the brightness. But not for my pleasure — not so I can feel good and then forget. There’s something far brighter and better than my little soul can handle, and I throw my soul away on nothing.

I don’t want to do that. I will forget — I will screw up. But the truth will not go away. Help me to always find the truth. In books, in words, in music — however you want to show it to me. I’m deeply selfish and always out for myself, but that’s a bad way to live.

Help me to see you, and not myself. Help me to never give up. For you, and not myself. You’re brighter than the darkest of days. We’re here for you. We should be here for you. We owe you everything. You gave us breath, then made a way for us to be rescued when we descend to madness. You love us more than anything. It would be the best thing in the world for me to live how a human was created to live. The true way. I’ll fail a million times. I’m failing as I write these words.

I’m sorry. Thank you that you love me. I’ll try to love you. I’m sorry if I fail.

~ Mona M. Hanna ~


Daily Strength

The Lord is near all who cry out to him, all who cry out to him sincerely.

Ps 145:18 NET

I sought the Lord’s help and he answered me; he delivered me from all my fears.

Ps 34:4 NET

Be Thou, O Rock of Ages, nigh!
So shall each murmuring thought be gone;
And grief and fear and care shall fly,
As clouds before the mid-day sun.


Take courage, and turn your troubles, which are without remedy, into material for spiritual progress. Often turn to our Lord, who is watching you, poor frail little being as you are, amid your labors and distractions. He sends you help, and blesses your affliction. This thought should enable you to bear your troubles patiently and gently, for love of Him who only allows you to be tried for your own good. Raise your heart continually to God, seek His aid, and let the foundation stone of your consolation be your happiness in being His. All vexations and annoyances will be comparatively unimportant while you know that you have such a Friend, such a Stay, such a Refuge. May God be ever in your heart.


Evening Prayer

A person’s pride will bring him low, but one who has a lowly spirit will gain honor.

Prov 29:23 NET

In general, pride is at the bottom of all great mistakes. All other passions do occasionally good; but wherever pride puts in its word everything goes wrong.

— John Ruskin

He that is proud eats up himself: pride is his own glass, his own trumpet, his own chronicle; and whatever praises itself but in the deed, devours the deed in the praise.

— William Shakespeare

Save me alike from foolish pride
Or impious discontent;
At aught Thy wisdom hath denied,
Or aught Thy wisdom lent.

— Alexander Pope


Heavenly Father,

I pray that I may not let pride keep me down when it may be mine to be carried to the heights. With tenderness take me out of myself, that I may see how pride deceives, and destroys an humble spirit. Help me to master both stubbornness and pride.



Daily Strength

Now, this is what the Lord says, the one who created you, O Jacob, and formed you, O Israel: “Don’t be afraid, for I will protect you. I call you by name, you are mine.

Isa 43:1 NET

Thou art as much His care as if beside

Nor man nor angel lived in heaven or earth;

Thus sunbeams pour alike their glorious tide,

To light up worlds, or wake an insect’s mirth.


God beholds thee individually, whoever thou art. “He calls thee by thy name.” He sees thee, and understands thee. He knows what is in thee, all thy own peculiar feelings and thoughts, thy dispositions and likings, thy strength and thy weakness. He views thee in thy day of rejoicing and thy day of sorrow. He sympathizes in thy hopes and in thy temptations; He interests himself in all thy anxieties and thy remembrances, in all the risings and fallings of thy spirit. He compasses thee round, and bears thee in His arms; He takes thee up and sets thee down. Thou dost not love thyself better than He loves thee. Thou canst not shrink from pain more than He dislikes thy bearing it, and if He puts it on thee, it is as thou wilt put it on thyself, if thou art wise, for a greater good afterwards.



Evening Prayer

The Lord strengthens and protects me; I trust in him with all my heart. I am rescued and my heart is full of joy; I will sing to him in gratitude.

Ps 28:7 NET

’Tis not to enjoy that we exist,
For that end only; something must be done;
I must not walk in unreproved delight
These narrow bounds, and think of nothing more,
No duty that looks further and no care.

— William Wordsworth

We weave our thoughts into heart-spun plans,
And weave secure for a fitful day,
But lose in the web of earthly things
The pattern of sublimity.

Shall days spring up as wild vines grow,
Unheeding where they climb or cling?
Consider, child, before you sow,
And wait not until harvesting.

— M.B.S.


Loving Father,

Command my judgment for the influences which I permit to come into my life. Grant that I may not delay my purposes for the lack of comforts which are so often made more than life. With thy strength may I be steadfast in what I would achieve.


Evening Prayer

Make your tent larger, stretch your tent curtains farther out! Spare no effort, lengthen your ropes, and pound your stakes deep.

Isa 54:2 NET

Labor is life! ’tis the still water faileth;
Idleness ever despaireth, bewaileth:
Keep the watch wound, or the dark rust assaileth;
Flowers droop and die in the stillness of noon.
Labor is glory! the flying cloud lightens;
Only the waving wing changes and brightens,
Idle hearts only the dark future frightens,
Play the sweet keys, wouldst thou keep them in tune.

Frances S. Osgood

Palled death, with kisses ghostly,
Wooed and won him while too young,
And the world reveres him mostly,
For the songs he might have sung.

Samuel A. Wood


Almighty God,

I pray for the will to do my finest work. Disclose to me if I am being detained by serving selfishness in myself or in others. Lead me to what is right for me to do; and may I diligently tarry in it.