Father, it is early. The day has not started chewing yet. The alarm has not won. The list has not loaded.
Let me have these few minutes before the world calls in.
Slow my hands before I reach for the phone. Quiet my chest before the meetings start. Set the first thought in my head — Yours, not the feed's.
I do not need a perfect day. I need a day that is Yours.
When the noise comes — and it is coming — call me back to right here. To this quiet. To You.
In Jesus' name we pray. Amen.