He’s waiting for me each morning.

He’s waiting for me each morning.

Praise be to you, Lord, O Wise and Wonderful God, my heavenly Father, my resurrected Brother, my indwelling Spirit. You have given me a new day, fresh from your hand, ready to be used for good.
 
I praise you for the wonderful privilege of waking up to find you there, waiting for me, ready to carry me through all that you have planned.
 
I praise you, Lord, for your love, your wisdom, your power and your goodness, for including me in your plans, for giving each of your children an important part in all you are doing.
 
It is you who have made me yours–against all logic, all reason, all expectation, you called me out to be your son, you desired to have me in your family, and you have reserved for me a place of honor and responsibility in your Kingdom.
 
Why? Not for any reason found in me, but because you are the Lord of love, the God of grace, the Father of forgiveness. The one who is worthy of worship, obedience and devotion. Guide me in giving you these today,
May be an image of nature, sky, twilight and tree