Dear Father in Heaven,

I do not always see the reasons for my struggles, but I thank Thee for Thy provisions from day to day. I praise Your name for I know that in praising Thee, I find my strength. As David of old,

“I will say of the Lord, He is my refuge and my fortress: my God; in him will I trust.

“Surely he shall deliver me from the snare of the fowler, and from the noisome pestilence.

“He shall cover me with his feathers, and under his wings shall I trust: his truth shall be my shield and buckler.

“I shall not be afraid for the terror by night; nor for the arrow that flieth by day;

“Nor for the pestilence that walketh in darkness; nor for the destruction that wasteth at noonday.

“A thousand shall fall at my side, and ten thousand at my right hand; but it shall not come nigh me.

“There shall no evil befall me, neither shall any plague come nigh my dwelling.

“For he shall give his angels charge over me, to keep me in all His ways.”

(See Psalm 91)

In Jesus’ name I pray,

Amen