God of all comfort, I don't know how to start.
I feel off-balance today. Not angry, not sad — just unsure. Like I'm standing on ground that keeps shifting under my feet.
I love my spouse. I want to do right by them. But I keep messing up the small things — the tone, the timing, the way I listen when I should just be still.
Steady my hands. Loosen my grip on being right. Remind me that love isn't a scorecard.
I could reach for control, for making it all fixable by force. I reject that. Justice here looks like patience, not power.
Sit with this discomfort. Don't rush to solve it. Just stay.
In Jesus' name we pray. Amen.