Evil Los Angeles Rioters: 4 Prayers for America’s Police Officers

I saw another clip today—more fires, more screaming, more broken glass and broken people. It’s all happening in Los Angeles again, and other cities too. I feel this awful weight in my chest, like I’m watching the heart of our country bleed out in slow motion. I just want to run somewhere quiet and safe, where the world isn’t upside down.

But most of all, I just keep thinking about the police officers—those men and women who go into the chaos every single day with a badge on their chest and targets on their backs. God, help them.

It feels like no one is praying for them anymore. Or maybe they are, but not loud enough. The world is shouting with so much anger that I wonder if our quiet prayers even get heard. But I have to believe they do. I have to.

Tonight, I prayed harder than I have in weeks. Not for myself, or even for peace in general—but specifically for every police officer in this country. The good ones. The tired ones. The scared ones. The brave ones. The ones who still show up even when they’re hated for just putting on the uniform.

I wrote down five prayers to keep in my Bible, and maybe I’ll print them and put them in my car or post them somewhere. Maybe someone else needs to pray them too.


Prayer 1: For Divine Protection
Dear Lord, please place Your heavenly protection around every police officer tonight. Whether they’re on duty in Los Angeles or in a quiet rural town, cover them with Your shield. Let no weapon formed against them prosper. Hold them close when they walk into danger, and guide their steps away from traps set by evil. Let them come home to their families safely. Please, Father, be their armor.


Prayer 2: For Peace in the Midst of Chaos
God, bring peace into the hearts of officers who are facing hostile crowds and terrifying situations. Let them feel Your presence in the noise. When bricks are thrown, when sirens scream, when their hands shake from adrenaline, remind them that they are never alone. Be their calm, their stillness in the storm. Let them breathe You in when everything around them feels like it’s falling apart.


Prayer 3: For Moral Strength and Discernment
Father, give officers the strength to do what is right even when it’s hard. Let them be just, wise, and merciful. Help them discern truth in a world full of lies and deception. May they reflect Your light in dark places, and make decisions with courage and integrity. Lord, we know not every officer is perfect, but help them strive to be righteous in every moment.


Prayer 4: For Their Families
Lord, please bless the families who say goodbye every morning not knowing if they’ll say hello again. Comfort the wives, husbands, parents, and children who wait by the door or the phone. Give them peace that surpasses understanding. Let them feel Your arms wrapped around them when anxiety creeps in. Protect not just the officers—but everyone who loves them.



Sometimes I feel silly writing things like this down, like maybe people would roll their eyes if they knew how much I care. But I do. I care so much it hurts. And I think part of that is because I’ve seen the other side. I’ve had friends in law enforcement. I’ve prayed with them, cried with them, and once even went to a funeral for one of them. He was only 30. Shot trying to help someone who was being robbed.

People don’t see that side. They see uniforms and headlines. They forget the tears. They forget that officers have hearts, that they go home and kiss their kids goodnight just like everyone else. And now, in this season of riots and rage, it feels like we’ve stopped listening. We’ve let hate be louder than hope.

But I won’t stop praying. Even if I’m the only one in my circle who does. Even if people think it’s old-fashioned or naive. I believe that prayer moves mountains. I believe that Jesus walks with our police officers, especially in the middle of the fire. And if no one else will say their names in prayer—I will.

So tonight, as my candles flicker and the wind blows outside, I lift every officer’s name up to heaven. The ones I know, and the ones I don’t. The ones who feel invisible. The ones who are barely holding on. The ones who still believe in protecting and serving, even when it costs everything.

Lord, hold them close. Don’t let go of them.

And maybe—just maybe—heal us too.

Beyond the Offense: Walking in Grace Every Day

I’ve been thinking a lot about grace — not just the kind God gives me (which is endless and overwhelming), but the kind I struggle to give others.

It hit me today while I was standing in line at the grocery store. The cashier was moving slowly, visibly flustered, and my first reaction was frustration. My thoughts weren’t kind. I didn’t say anything harsh out loud, but inside… I was not gracious. And I’ve been carrying that moment around with me all day. Not because it was huge, but because it revealed something in me.

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I want to be someone who extends grace. But if I’m honest, I’m quick to criticize and slow to encourage. I spot flaws faster than I celebrate growth in others.

“Be kind and compassionate to one another, forgiving each other, just as in Christ God forgave you.” – Ephesians 4:32 (NIV)

This verse has been tugging at my heart all week. God has shown me so much mercy — and I didn’t earn a bit of it. So why is it so hard for me to pass it on? Why do I expect people to be perfect, when I know I’m not?

Prayer 1:


Jesus, help me reflect You. Not just in what I say I believe, but in how I treat people. Make me someone who notices the good, who gives the benefit of the doubt, who’s patient with others the way You’re endlessly patient with me.

I’ve especially noticed how easy it is to be hard on the people closest to me. I snap at my siblings when they annoy me. I judge my friends for choices I don’t agree with. I get irritated when my parents repeat themselves or when my coworker is late — again. And yet, God doesn’t deal with me like that.

“The Lord is compassionate and gracious, slow to anger, abounding in love.” – Psalm 103:8 (NIV)

I read that and think: How can I possibly mirror that kind of love? But then I remember — it’s not something I can manufacture on my own. It’s the Holy Spirit in me. Without Him, I’m just stuck in my old ways.

Prayer 2:
Holy Spirit, please shape me. Soften the parts of me that are harsh, impatient, and critical. Create in me a heart that is gentle and gracious. I want to grow, even if it means being uncomfortable.

I know I’m not alone in this. Our whole culture encourages us to “speak our truth,” to be brutally honest, to point out what’s wrong in everyone else. But I’m starting to see that sometimes the bravest thing is to hold back criticism, and instead speak words that build others up.

“Do not let any unwholesome talk come out of your mouths, but only what is helpful for building others up, according to their needs, that it may benefit those who listen.” – Ephesians 4:29 (NIV)

I feel convicted reading that. How often do my words actually build others up? Not as often as they should. I gossip sometimes, even if I call it venting. I speak in sarcasm and call it humor. I critique my church instead of praying for it. I highlight what’s lacking instead of celebrating what God is doing.

Prayer 3:
Father, forgive me for using my words carelessly. Help me be someone who speaks life, who encourages more than critiques. Let my mouth be an instrument of grace — not just with friends, but even with strangers.

What’s crazy is that I know grace works. I’ve experienced it. There have been times when I’ve failed, and instead of condemnation, I received love and understanding. Those moments changed me more than any lecture ever could.

So why don’t I lead with grace more often? Maybe it’s pride. Maybe I think people should know better. But then I think of Jesus — how He washed feet, how He forgave from the cross, how He invited sinners to eat with Him.

“But God demonstrates his own love for us in this: While we were still sinners, Christ died for us.” – Romans 5:8 (NIV)

He didn’t wait for us to clean up. He loved us right where we were. That humbles me. Because I don’t deserve that kind of love — and yet, I’ve received it every single day.

Prayer 4:
Jesus, make me more like You. Help me stop measuring others by standards I can’t even meet myself. Fill me with compassion. Let Your grace flow through me — not just to me.

I think one of the hardest things is learning to forgive people who don’t apologize, or who don’t even realize they hurt me. But I’ve learned that holding onto offense doesn’t protect me — it poisons me. Grace, on the other hand, frees me.

“Bear with each other and forgive one another if any of you has a grievance against someone. Forgive as the Lord forgave you.” – Colossians 3:13 (NIV)

That’s the standard. Forgive as the Lord forgave me. And how did He forgive me? Fully. Freely. Forever.

Prayer 5:
Lord, give me the strength to forgive when it’s hard. When people don’t say sorry. When they don’t change. When I’m tempted to hold a grudge. I want to live light and free — not weighed down by bitterness.

Tonight, as I sit with all of this, I feel a holy discomfort. God is stretching me. But it’s not out of guilt — it’s out of love. He’s inviting me into a new way of living. A way marked by grace. Not just receiving it, but extending it.

So tomorrow, I want to try again. I want to be slower to speak and quicker to understand. I want to catch myself before I criticize. I want to look for the good. And when I mess up — because I will — I’ll lean into His grace once again.

He’s not asking me to be perfect. He’s asking me to be surrendered.

Only Liars Can’t Admit Abortion is Murder

So here’s the TRUTH: if you cannot admit that abortion is murder, then you are either deceived, or you are willfully rebelling against God — plain and simple. And yes, I said murder. I don’t care what kind of soft, shiny, “healthcare” label the world wants to slap on it — abortion is the taking of an innocent life. A baby. A heartbeat. A soul knit by God.

“Before I formed you in the womb I knew you, and before you were born I consecrated you.” – Jeremiah 1:5

People treat that verse like a sweet lullaby. But it’s not just poetic. It’s literal. God forms life in the womb. So if someone reaches into that sacred place and ends that life, how is that not murder?

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I’m sick of pretending this is a “gray area.” It’s not. It’s black and white. It’s life or death.

Prayer #1:
God, I need Your help because I’m so angry. I feel this fire in my bones and I don’t know what to do with it. I don’t want to be bitter, but I want to be bold. Teach me how to speak truth with love — not softness, but holiness. Please, help me use my anger righteously, not destructively. Amen.

I saw someone post today — “You’re not really pro-life if you don’t support welfare, open borders, and universal healthcare.” Are you KIDDING me? That is such a cheap trick. Like, sorry I don’t want babies murdered in the womb before we even talk about policy. Saving lives isn’t a political opinion, it’s a moral obligation.

I’m not going to sit here and debate economics with someone who’s okay with a child being torn apart in a womb. Priorities, people.

“Rescue those being led away to death; hold back those staggering toward slaughter.” – Proverbs 24:11

You know what really gets to me? The way Christians — people who claim to love Jesus — twist Scripture to justify this. They say, “Jesus didn’t talk about abortion.” No, but He did talk about loving the least of these. About protecting children. About not shedding innocent blood. He didn’t have to say the word “abortion” — the heart of God is obvious.

Prayer #2:
Jesus, I’m heartbroken at the compromise in the Church. Raise up a generation that fears You more than they fear backlash. Wake up the pastors who are too scared to lose their platform. Let them cry out for the unborn. Give us courage. Give us conviction. Give us clarity. Amen.

I keep asking myself — why are people so okay with this? How can they look at an ultrasound, see a heartbeat, see fingers and toes, and still say, “It’s a choice”? That’s not just blindness — that’s rebellion.

“Woe to those who call evil good and good evil.” – Isaiah 5:20

We’re living in those days right now. Where speaking up for the voiceless is “extreme,” but advocating for dismemberment is “compassion.” I feel like I’m screaming into the void. And yeah, maybe I sound harsh. But Jesus flipped tables, didn’t He? There’s a time for tenderness and a time for truth that cuts.

Prayer #3:
Father, give me a heart that breaks for what breaks Yours. Don’t let me grow numb. Don’t let me get cynical. Let me stay tender enough to care, but tough enough to stand. Let me weep for the babies and fight for them too. Keep me close to Your Spirit, always. Amen.

There are days I honestly wonder if I’m crazy. Because I watch people celebrate abortion like it’s a victory — popping champagne and clapping like they’ve done something noble. It makes me sick. I wish I could shake them and say, “Don’t you see what you’re cheering for? Death isn’t liberation. It’s loss.”

And yet, God reminds me — even the ones who support abortion were made in His image. That’s the hard part. Loving the people who support evil without compromising the truth.

“Do not be overcome by evil, but overcome evil with good.” – Romans 12:21

Sometimes I want to explode. But other times, I just want to cry. For the millions of children who never got to take their first breath. For the mothers who were lied to. For the Church that went silent.

Prayer #4:
God, I forgive the ones who mock the truth. I don’t understand their hearts, but You do. I trust You to be the Judge. Help me stay focused on obedience, not outcomes. I want to be faithful, not famous. I want to please You, not the world. Amen.

You know what I dream of? A day when abortion clinics are shut down — not by force, but because hearts are changed. A day when children are seen as blessings again, not burdens. A day when women are supported, not exploited by an industry that profits off their fear.

I know it sounds impossible. But with God, nothing is.

“Speak up for those who cannot speak for themselves, for the rights of all who are destitute.” – Proverbs 31:8

And I will. Even if it costs me friends. Even if I’m misunderstood. Even if I’m called names. Because babies are worth it. Truth is worth it. God is worth it.

Prayer #5:
Jesus, keep using me. Even when I feel tired. Even when I feel alone. Let my words carry Your fire. Let my life reflect Your heart. And if I mess up — which I will — remind me that grace is still mine. But don’t let me back down. Make me a warrior for life. Amen.

This world may not listen. But I will speak. I will write. I will fight. Because silence is not an option.

So here’s the truth — and I will say it again:
Abortion is murder.
Life is sacred.
God is just.
And if that makes me a problem, so be it.

What Atheists Miss About the Power of Grace

Dear Heavenly Father,

Tonight, I found myself thinking about forgiveness—not the kind that’s easy or expected, but the deep, hard kind that stretches our hearts beyond what feels humanly possible. The kind Jesus spoke about so often, and the kind so many people in today’s world seem to misunderstand or overlook entirely.

There’s an old saying I’ve heard more than once: “Holding onto anger is like drinking poison and expecting the other person to die.” It’s powerful, and painfully true.

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I see it all the time around me—people who are hurting and don’t know how to heal. People who’ve been wronged, abandoned, betrayed, or deeply wounded, and instead of processing the pain and laying it before the Lord, they hold it tightly, like it’s somehow protecting them. But in reality, it’s just making them more bitter, more broken, and more distant from the peace they’re actually craving.

What some atheists—or really, anyone outside the hope of Christ—don’t often realize is that forgiveness isn’t about letting the offender off the hook. It’s about freeing your own heart from the chains of resentment. Jesus didn’t teach us to forgive because it’s the easy or logical thing to do. He taught us to forgive because it’s the divine thing to do.

Matthew 6:14-15 couldn’t be clearer:
“For if you forgive other people when they sin against you, your heavenly Father will also forgive you. But if you do not forgive others their sins, your Father will not forgive your sins.”

That’s not just a suggestion—it’s a call to action, a command rooted in the very heart of the gospel. After all, the entire message of salvation is based on forgiveness. Christ died not just to show us love, but to offer us forgiveness, even though we didn’t deserve it.

Lord, soften my heart when I want to harden it. Remind me that I have been forgiven so much more than I’ve ever been asked to forgive. Help me not to forget the cross when I’m tempted to withhold grace.

Forgiveness is hard. I won’t pretend otherwise. Sometimes it means choosing to release pain even when the person who caused it hasn’t apologized. Sometimes it means extending grace when you feel like you’re still bleeding from the wound.

But there’s healing in the obedience.

Studies—even secular ones—have shown that forgiving others can actually lower blood pressure, reduce stress, improve sleep, boost the immune system, and decrease anxiety and depression. Isn’t that amazing? Even science can’t help but testify to the power of what God designed.

But forgiveness doesn’t always come naturally. So how do we actually do it?

First, we pray.

Jesus tells us in Matthew 5:44, “But I tell you, love your enemies and pray for those who persecute you.”
That sounds almost impossible until you try it. Because something sacred happens when you start praying for the person who hurt you. You stop seeing them as just the villain in your story, and you start seeing them through God’s eyes—a broken person, just like you, in need of grace.

Father, I lift up the people who have hurt me. I don’t always understand why they did what they did, but You do. And I trust You to heal the broken places in both of us. Soften their heart, and mine too. Help me to release this burden into Your hands.

Second, we build forgiveness into our daily walk with Christ. Forgiveness isn’t just an event—it’s a lifestyle. You don’t just forgive once and forget. You forgive over and over, even when the hurt resurfaces. You choose it like you choose to follow Jesus: day after day, moment by moment.

It takes practice, patience, and God’s power.

We’re not meant to do it alone. That’s why community matters so much. When we share our struggles with other believers, we’re reminded that we’re not weak—we’re human. And in that shared humanity, we find strength, encouragement, and accountability.

James 5:16 reminds us, “Therefore confess your sins to each other and pray for each other so that you may be healed.”
There is healing when we’re honest, and freedom when we walk with others who are chasing the same Christ-like heart.

And let’s be real—resentment doesn’t just affect us spiritually. It spills into everything: our relationships, our physical health, our mood, our energy, and even how we view God. If we’re not careful, bitterness can become an idol we nurse instead of a wound we surrender.

But when we forgive, we reclaim peace. When we release others from the prison of our resentment, we actually walk out of that prison ourselves.

Lord, teach me to be a forgiving woman—not out of obligation, but out of love for You. Let forgiveness become part of my character. Let it shape my words, my thoughts, my prayers. And when it feels too big for me to do alone, remind me that Your Spirit is my helper.

Forgiveness is hard, yes—but it’s worth every ounce of effort. It’s not about forgetting or pretending nothing happened. It’s about choosing not to carry the weight anymore. It’s about choosing obedience, even when it hurts. And it’s about trusting that God is the ultimate Judge and Healer.

Romans 12:19 says, “Do not take revenge, my dear friends, but leave room for God’s wrath, for it is written: ‘It is mine to avenge; I will repay,’ says the Lord.”
That means we don’t have to make things right—we just have to do what’s righteous.

So tonight, I choose to forgive. Not because it feels good. Not because they said sorry. Not even because I feel strong.
But because Jesus forgave me.
Because I want to walk in freedom.
Because I want peace that only He can give.

And because holding on to bitterness just isn’t worth missing out on the beauty of grace.

With a healing heart,
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The Real Reason the Left Is Intimidated by Christians

I’ve tried to stay quiet. I’ve tried to keep my head down and live peaceably, like Scripture teaches. But there comes a point when silence feels like complicity. And today… today I’m fed up.

I opened a news app this morning, and there it was—another headline about how “religion has no place in the public square.” Another politician, another influencer, another self-righteous talking head wagging their finger at Christians for having the audacity to believe that our faith should inform the way we live—and vote, speak, and lead.

It’s not just that they want us quiet in the pews. No, they want us silent everywhere. And if they can’t silence us? They’ll censor us.

Big Tech—those self-appointed moral overlords—are doing just that. Editing sermons, deplatforming pastors, flagging Scripture as “hate speech.” You can post nearly anything online these days—filth, lies, propaganda—but quote Romans 1, or say “Jesus is the only way,” and suddenly you’re violating “community standards.”

Whose community, exactly? Certainly not the body of Christ.

Isaiah 59:14-15 could have been written about our culture today:

“Justice is turned back, and righteousness stands far away;
for truth has stumbled in the public squares,
and uprightness cannot enter.
Truth is lacking,
and he who departs from evil makes himself a prey.”

That’s it. That’s the world we’re in now. Speak truth, and you become the hunted. Refuse to go along with the narrative, and you’re branded intolerant, dangerous, even hateful.

But I won’t apologize for standing on God’s Word. I won’t “evolve” to appease people who celebrate sin and demand silence from the saints.

I’m tired of being told that my beliefs don’t belong in public. My faith isn’t a hobby—it’s who I am. It governs my conscience, my values, my decisions. You don’t get to tell me to keep it hidden while waving your ideology like a battle flag in every school, courtroom, and platform.

It’s all so backwards. They say they’re the tolerant ones, but they can’t even tolerate a Bible verse. They say they’re for freedom of expression—unless the expression involves Christ crucified. They say they want diversity—until a Christian speaks up.

What they really want is dominion. A godless, sanitized public square, scrubbed clean of every cross, every prayer, every conviction that challenges their golden calf of self-worship.

Well, I’ve had enough.

Galatians 1:10 echoes in my mind:

“For am I now seeking the approval of man, or of God? Or am I trying to please man? If I were still trying to please man, I would not be a servant of Christ.”

I choose God. Every time. Let them mock. Let them ban me. Let them shadowban every verse I post or every truth I speak. I refuse to let them shame me into silence.

And let’s be honest, it’s not just secular progressives. It’s the spineless churches too—the ones that bend Scripture to fit trends, who’d rather be liked by the world than be holy before God. Some of them sound more like activists than ambassadors of Christ. No wonder the culture thinks they can push us around. Half the church already surrendered.

But not me. Not my house.

I’m reminded of Psalm 2:1-4:

“Why do the nations rage
and the peoples plot in vain?
The kings of the earth set themselves,
and the rulers take counsel together,
against the Lord and against His Anointed, saying,
‘Let us burst their bonds apart
and cast away their cords from us.’
He who sits in the heavens laughs;
the Lord holds them in derision.”

They think they’re strong, powerful, untouchable. But God isn’t worried. He’s not scrambling to hold onto influence in this digital age. He is sovereign, reigning, holy, and He will not be mocked.

And that’s what comforts me tonight. They may erase our sermons from their platforms, but they can’t erase truth from the hearts of believers. They can censor the message, but they’ll never silence the Gospel.

Still, I won’t pretend it’s easy. Sometimes I feel exhausted by the pressure. We’re told to speak “love,” but when love means telling the truth about sin and salvation, they call it hate. We’re supposed to be light, but the moment we shine, they call us bigots.

So I knelt by my bed tonight and prayed:

“Father, strengthen Your people. Give us courage when we’re tempted to cave. Let us be bold—not with anger, but with unshakable conviction. Let our pastors preach truth with fire. Let our teachers and writers and artists reflect Your holiness, not the world’s confusion. Protect Your Church, Lord, from compromise and corruption. May we not be seduced by applause or paralyzed by fear. Let us love fiercely, but never lie. Let us be known not just for kindness, but for courage. Amen.”

I don’t want to live a safe Christianity. I want to live a surrendered one. The kind that refuses to bow to any idol, even if that idol is wearing a rainbow badge or hiding behind a tech company’s algorithm.

The public square belongs to God just as much as the sanctuary does. Every inch of this world is His, and He’s not going to stay behind church walls just because culture says “stay out.”

So no—I won’t stop speaking. I won’t stop praying in public. I won’t stop quoting Scripture or raising my children to know the difference between truth and deception. Let them label me whatever they want. My identity is not up for debate.

The Word of God isn’t a private opinion. It’s a public declaration.

And I’ll keep declaring it.

The 5 Types of Prayer Every Christian Should Practice Daily

Prayer is the lifeblood of a Christian’s relationship with God. It’s how we talk to our Heavenly Father, how we align our hearts with His will, and how we grow in faith. But did you know that there are different types of prayer—and each plays a unique role in drawing us closer to God?

Understanding these types and intentionally weaving them into your daily routine can bring incredible peace, clarity, and strength. Whether you’re a seasoned believer or someone looking to deepen your walk with God, this guide is designed to encourage and equip you with practical ways to live a prayer-filled life.

Let’s explore the five types of prayer: Adoration, Confession, Thanksgiving, Intercession, and Supplication—with Scripture, prayers, and real-life application for each one.


1. Adoration – Praising God for Who He Is

Adoration is the purest form of prayer. It’s when we worship God not for what He’s done, but simply for who He is—holy, good, just, loving, and all-powerful.

“Great is the Lord, and greatly to be praised, and his greatness is unsearchable.”Psalm 145:3 (ESV)

You can incorporate adoration into your routine by starting your morning with worship music, reading a Psalm aloud, or meditating on God’s character. As you get ready for work or sip your morning coffee, take a few moments to remind your soul of God’s majesty.

Prayer of Adoration:
Father, You are worthy of all my praise. You are the Alpha and the Omega, the beginning and the end. You are good, even when life is not. I worship You today simply for who You are. Amen.


2. Confession – Being Honest with God

Confession is humbling but freeing. It’s where we acknowledge our sins before God and ask for His mercy. In doing so, we realign our hearts and restore fellowship with Him.

“If we confess our sins, He is faithful and just to forgive us our sins and to cleanse us from all unrighteousness.”1 John 1:9 (ESV)

Try setting aside a quiet moment during your day—perhaps before bed—to reflect on your actions and thoughts. If you’ve fallen short (as we all do), confess it to the Lord in prayer. You can also speak with a trusted accountability partner to bring your struggle into the light.

Prayer of Confession:
Lord, I come before You with a heavy heart. I confess my sins and ask for Your forgiveness. Wash me clean and renew a right spirit within me. Help me walk in righteousness and not return to the things that separate me from You. Amen.


3. Thanksgiving – Acknowledging God’s Goodness

Thanksgiving is the act of expressing gratitude for the blessings God has given us—big and small. It helps us maintain perspective, even during trials.

“Give thanks in all circumstances; for this is the will of God in Christ Jesus for you.”1 Thessalonians 5:18 (ESV)

An easy way to practice this is by keeping a gratitude journal. Start or end your day by listing three things you’re thankful for. You can also say a quick prayer of thanks before meals or during a walk outdoors.

Prayer of Thanksgiving:
Thank You, God, for all the blessings in my life. Thank You for my family, my health, and even the challenges that help me grow. Teach me to live with a heart full of gratitude every day. Amen.


4. Intercession – Praying for Others

Intercession is when we stand in the gap for others—praying on their behalf, lifting up their burdens, and asking God to move in their lives.

“I urge, then, first of all, that petitions, prayers, intercession and thanksgiving be made for all people.”1 Timothy 2:1 (NIV)

This can be as simple as creating a prayer list with the names of friends, family members, or even global situations you want to lift up. During your lunch break or while driving, take a moment to pray for those individuals. You may never see the outcome, but God hears every intercessory prayer.

Prayer of Intercession:
Father, I lift up those who are struggling today. Be near to the sick, comfort the grieving, and guide the lost. Show Your love to those who haven’t felt it in a long time. Use me, too, to be a blessing in someone else’s life. Amen.


5. Supplication – Asking God for Your Needs

Supplication is the form of prayer where we present our personal requests to God—whether it’s wisdom for a decision, healing, provision, or strength.

“Do not be anxious about anything, but in everything by prayer and supplication with thanksgiving let your requests be made known to God.”Philippians 4:6 (ESV)

Rather than worrying, learn to bring your needs to the Lord throughout the day. Whether you’re dealing with a stressful situation at work or uncertainty in your family, bring it all to God—He cares deeply.

Prayer of Supplication:
Lord, I need Your help today. I’m feeling overwhelmed and unsure. Please give me wisdom, strength, and clarity. Guide my steps and help me trust in Your provision. Amen.


Incorporating All Five Into Your Day

If you’re wondering how to fit all five types of prayer into your daily schedule, here’s a simple approach:

  • Morning (Adoration): Start your day by praising God.
  • Midday (Intercession): Lift up others during a short break or lunchtime.
  • Afternoon (Supplication): Ask for guidance as challenges arise.
  • Evening (Confession & Thanksgiving): Reflect, confess, and thank God before bed.

Even if you can’t do all five every single day, start small. Rotate through them, or focus on the type that speaks to your current season. What matters most is that you stay connected with God in a sincere and meaningful way.


Final Encouragement

Friend, prayer isn’t a ritual—it’s a relationship. Each type of prayer opens the door to a deeper, richer walk with the Lord. As you begin to incorporate adoration, confession, thanksgiving, intercession, and supplication into your daily rhythm, you’ll begin to experience more of God’s presence, peace, and power.

May your prayer life flourish and your faith grow stronger each day.

“The prayer of a righteous person is powerful and effective.”James 5:16 (NIV)

Unwelcome Convictions: How Progressive Ideology Intolerantly, and Hatefully, Targets Christians

Today, my heart is heavy.

I’ve been thinking a lot about the world I’m living in. The way things are shifting — so quickly, so radically. It seems like each time I open my phone or scroll through headlines, there’s a new attack — not just on Christianity in general, but on those of us who actually try to live by the Word of God.

I’ve seen it in the classroom, in the workplace, even in family conversations. There’s this growing hostility — a sharp edge in the air — toward people who hold to biblical convictions. Somehow, we’ve gone from being seen as “old-fashioned” to being labeled as hateful, bigoted, even dangerous.

The irony is painful. The very people who preach tolerance and acceptance can’t seem to tolerate us. Not when we speak truth. Not when we draw lines. Not when we stand on the authority of Scripture rather than the ever-changing winds of cultural approval.

But Jesus told us this would happen.

In John 15:18-19, He said:

“If the world hates you, know that it has hated Me before it hated you. If you were of the world, the world would love you as its own; but because you are not of the world… therefore the world hates you.”

It still stings though. I’m not made of stone. I don’t enjoy being misunderstood or misrepresented. I don’t like being called names just because I believe God created two genders, that marriage is between a man and a woman, that life begins in the womb, or that Jesus is the only way to salvation.

But those are the “unwelcome convictions” that make progressive ideology bristle. They want a Christianity that conforms. A Jesus who agrees with their worldview. A Gospel stripped of repentance and truth. But that’s not real Christianity. That’s a counterfeit.

I read Isaiah 5:20 this morning, and it hit hard:

“Woe to those who call evil good and good evil,
who put darkness for light and light for darkness,
who put bitter for sweet and sweet for bitter!”

That’s exactly what’s happening. We’re watching good be labeled as evil. Biblical love — the kind that tells the truth, even when it hurts — is being rebranded as “hate speech.” And evil is paraded in the name of “progress.” But it’s not progress if it walks away from God — it’s rebellion.

I had a conversation yesterday that’s still sitting with me. A friend from college messaged me out of the blue and asked why I “support oppression” because I’m still vocal about my faith. She said Christianity has caused pain and should evolve to reflect modern values. I tried to answer with gentleness and grace, but she wasn’t interested in a dialogue — just a monologue of outrage.

I wanted to cry afterward. Not because she disagreed with me — but because she’s blind and doesn’t even know it. And because deep down, I know the more I stand firm, the more opposition I’ll face.

But I can’t compromise truth just to be accepted. That’s not what Jesus did. That’s not what the apostles did. That’s not what faithful believers have ever done.

2 Timothy 3:12 warns us:

“Indeed, all who desire to live a godly life in Christ Jesus will be persecuted.”

It’s not an if, it’s a when. And honestly, the more I reflect on that, the more peace I find. If they hated Him, they’ll hate us too. If they nailed truth to a cross, why would we expect to be applauded for proclaiming it?

This world isn’t our home. We’re ambassadors. Pilgrims. Salt and light in a culture that prefers decay and darkness.

Still… it hurts.

So tonight, I brought all of this before the Lord. I lit a candle, opened my Bible, and just sat quietly. And I prayed:

“Lord, give me courage. Not the kind that shouts or fights, but the kind that stands firm in the storm. Help me love those who hate what I believe. Help me speak truth in a world addicted to lies. Forgive me for the moments I’ve been silent to avoid conflict. Let me never be ashamed of the Gospel. Remind me, Jesus, that You were rejected first — and that in You, I have everything I need to endure. Let my life be marked not by fear, but by faithfulness. Amen.”

I feel calmer now. Not because things are better, but because I’ve laid them at His feet.

This isn’t the first time in history Christians have been despised. The early church faced imprisonment, exile, and even death. And yet the Gospel spread. Light always overcomes darkness.

I think about Paul and Silas singing hymns in a prison cell. About Stephen forgiving those who stoned him. About Jesus praying for the ones who nailed Him to a cross. That’s the spirit I want. Not bitterness. Not fear. Just bold, beautiful obedience.

It’s tempting to retreat. To go silent. To blend in. But then I remember Romans 1:16:

“For I am not ashamed of the gospel, for it is the power of God for salvation to everyone who believes…”

This is why I have to keep speaking. Keep loving. Keep living in such a way that even those who hate my convictions will see something different — something divine.

If progressives can’t tolerate Christians, it may not be because we’re doing something wrong… but because we’re finally doing something right.

So I’ll press on. With truth in my mouth. Love in my heart. And Jesus at my side.

This world may reject me. But He never will.

And that’s enough.

Letting God Guide You with Grace and Trust

Life’s journey is filled with twists and turns—moments of joy, seasons of hardship, and everything in between.

There will be times when we feel hopeful about the road ahead, and times when uncertainty weighs heavily on our hearts. But as followers of Christ, we can find deep peace in knowing that nothing happens by chance. Our Heavenly Father holds all things together, even when life feels uncertain.

Proverbs 16:33 gently reminds us, “The lot is cast into the lap, but its every decision is from the Lord.” What a comforting truth! Even in situations that seem random or out of our control, God is still sovereign. He is present, active, and always working for our good.

This doesn’t mean we stop thinking or planning. God gave us minds to use and hearts to feel. But it does mean we surrender the outcome to Him, trusting that His way is higher, even when we don’t understand.

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When we experience blessings, let’s pause and give thanks to the Giver of all good things. And when we face trials, let’s lean into the loving arms of our Heavenly Father, trusting that He is shaping us and preparing us for greater things.

Proverbs 19:21 tells us, “Many are the plans in a person’s heart, but it is the Lord’s purpose that prevails.” His purpose will always stand firm, and His plans are always rooted in love.

Even though we may not control every detail of our lives, we still have the power to live as Christ calls us to: with kindness, compassion, forgiveness, and grace. We can reflect Jesus to our families, our friends, and those in need. These choices—rooted in love—are where we partner with God in shaping a life that honors Him.

So let us move forward with hearts that trust, knowing that God is always at work, even in the unseen. Whether you’re facing a mountain or walking through a valley, know that if you seek His wisdom, He will lead you faithfully.


You Are Not Alone – Trusting God in Times of Loneliness

In today’s world, many people are silently struggling with loneliness. Despite the appearance of connection through technology and social media, hearts are feeling more isolated than ever.

Maybe you’ve felt that way too. Maybe you’ve stayed behind walls built out of fear, hurt, or habit. But dear friend, know this: you are not alone—not ever. God sees you. He loves you. And He is always near.

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Even when it’s hard to say it out loud, He knows your heart. And He’s ready to walk with you through this season.

One of the most Christ-like things you can do is to extend grace and compassion to yourself. Too often we carry burdens that were never ours to bear, holding ourselves to impossible standards. But God, in His mercy, reminds us that “His power is made perfect in weakness” (2 Corinthians 12:9).

Loving yourself as God loves you means being gentle with your heart. Offer yourself the same kindness you would give someone else who is struggling. You were created in the image of God—you are valuable, worthy, and deeply loved.

When we start to care for our own hearts with grace, we become better equipped to strengthen the relationships around us. God created us for community—not just to exist beside each other, but to lift one another up in love.

Ecclesiastes 4:9-10 tells us, “Two are better than one… If either of them falls down, one can help the other up.” Connection matters. Friendship matters. Whether it’s reconnecting with loved ones or forming new bonds, God uses relationships to bring healing, encouragement, and joy.

And let’s not forget the most important relationship of all—our relationship with God. When loneliness starts to creep in, remember that God is always with you. His Spirit never leaves your side. Through prayer, Scripture, and quiet moments in His presence, you’ll find the comfort and companionship your soul longs for.

Sometimes all we need to do is open our hearts and say, “Lord, I need You.” And He will be there—He always is.

So if you’re walking through a lonely season, don’t be ashamed. Let this be a time when you draw near to the One who knows you fully and loves you unconditionally. Let this be a time when healing begins, one gentle step at a time.

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And may you never forget: God is your Shepherd, your Friend, your Father. You are never truly alone.

HOLLYWOOD’S UNORIGINAL “SINNERS” HATES CHRISTIANS & IS RACIST!

The movie SINNERS is one Example of Hollywood Hating Christians While Being Extremely Racist

I came across a VERY POPULAR movie being pushed by Hollywood, called “Sinners”, and it struck me not just as offensive, but deeply troubling. Once again, it feels like the world is taking aim at at Christians, and yes, at white believers like me who are trying to live with integrity and compassion in a time of chaos.

This film doesn’t just mock faith—it vilifies it. It paints Christians as monsters, caricatures, “the problem,” as if believing in God is something dark or evil. How did we come to a place where Hollywood can openly call good evil and evil good without shame?

“Woe to those who call evil good and good evil, who put darkness for light and light for darkness.” — Isaiah 5:20

It’s not just the content—it’s the spirit behind it. This movie seems to twist familiar stories and symbols to serve an agenda of division and mockery. And honestly, Lord, it hurts. I know art isn’t always kind to faith, but this feels targeted, as if being a Christian—or even just being who I am—is enough to earn the title of “enemy.”

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And if I’m being honest, I’m also a little angry. Because this isn’t creativity. It’s imitation. A cheap copy of From Dusk Till Dawn, but wrapped in spiritual mockery and packaged as edgy entertainment. I wonder: Do they know what they’re doing? Or are their hearts so hardened that this is just normal now—praising violence, mocking faith, erasing truth?

“They are darkened in their understanding and separated from the life of God because of the ignorance that is in them due to the hardening of their hearts.” — Ephesians 4:18

Lord, I don’t want bitterness to take root in me. That’s not who You’ve called me to be. Help me see these things not as attacks to fear, but as reminders of how much the world still needs You. If they hate truth, it’s because they don’t yet know the Truth that sets us free.

Still, I need Your strength. Because being misrepresented and mocked isn’t easy. And watching the culture drift further away from You is heartbreaking. I want to respond with grace, not resentment—with discernment, not cynicism. Let my heart break for what breaks Yours—but let it also burn with the light of Your love.

“Blessed are those who are persecuted because of righteousness, for theirs is the kingdom of heaven.” — Matthew 5:10

So tonight, I give You my frustration. I hand over the weariness. I ask You to fill me again with compassion—not just for those who mock, but for those who are blindly following the world’s version of truth. I pray for the writers, the producers, the actors involved in projects like this. May their hearts be stirred, may their eyes be opened, and may they come to know the One they so carelessly misrepresent.

And Lord—please help me to keep walking in love, even when it’s mocked. Help me to keep speaking truth, even when it’s twisted. Help me to shine light, even when darkness tries to drown it out. Because You are still on the throne, and no film, no media, no cultural trend can ever change that.

In Your mercy and power I trust,
Amen.

A Prayer for Faithful Storytelling in Hollywood

Heavenly Father,

You are the Creator of all things, the Author of truth, beauty, and redemption. We thank You for the power of storytelling, for the gift of film and media, and for the many creative voices You have placed in the world.

Lord, we come to You with concern for the direction of much of today’s entertainment. We grieve the ways in which Your name is misused, Your people are misrepresented, and Your truth is ignored or distorted. We ask that You stir the hearts of writers, directors, producers, and artists to seek what is noble, pure, and true.

We pray that Hollywood would be a place not only of creativity but of conscience. Raise up believers in the industry—strong, humble, and wise—to shine Your light in dark places. Give them courage to speak truth with love, and to create films that inspire hope, honor faith, and glorify You.

Transform hearts, Lord—those behind the camera and those in front of the screen. Let Your Spirit move through the arts, awakening a longing for truth, beauty, and goodness that only You can satisfy.

We pray this in the name of Jesus Christ, our Savior and Redeemer.

Amen.

What is this hateful movie about…..

Set in 1932 Mississippi, Sinners follows twin brothers Smoke and Stack (both portrayed by Michael B. Jordan), World War I veterans who return to their hometown of Clarksdale after years spent working for the Chicago Outfit. Using money stolen from gangsters, they purchase a sawmill from racist landowner Hogwood to establish a juke joint for the local Black community. Their cousin Sammie, an aspiring guitarist, joins them despite opposition from his pastor father Jedidiah, who warns that blues music is supernatural.​

As the brothers recruit other staff—including pianist Delta Slim, singer Pearline (with whom Sammie becomes enamored), Smoke’s estranged wife Annie as cook, local Chinese shopkeepers Grace and Bo as suppliers, and field worker Cornbread as bouncer—their establishment becomes a hub for the community. However, tensions arise as Stack reconnects with his ex-girlfriend Mary, who passes for white and resents Stack for abandoning her when he left for Chicago. Smoke and Annie argue over her belief in the occult, as Annie insists her practices kept the twins safe, but Smoke bitterly reminds her of the loss of their infant daughter.​Wikipedia

The film delves into themes of racial tension where white people and Christians are the devil!


🎬 Credits


🌟 Cast

  • Michael B. Jordan – Smoke / Stack
  • Hailee Steinfeld – Annie
  • Miles Caton – Sammie
  • Jack O’Connell – Hogwood
  • Wunmi Mosaku – Delta Slim
  • Delroy Lindo – Cornbread
  • Jayme Lawson – Pearline

When did rejecting Christ become a badge of honor For Liberals?

Today I write with a troubled spirit. I saw something that grieved me deeply—news of a Tesla car vandalized, reportedly because of the owner’s political stance or beliefs. And instead of universal condemnation, there were whispers of approval, subtle nods from people in leadership who should be defending peace and decency. It wasn’t the act of destruction alone that hurt—it was the indifference, the silent applause, and the moral confusion wrapped around it.

My soul aches not just because property was damaged, but because it feels like we’re drifting into a culture that increasingly celebrates chaos, excuses hatred, and, most heartbreakingly, disdains Your name, Jesus. It seems that speaking of You in public, lifting up Your truth and righteousness, now makes someone a target. I have seen people mocked, belittled, and even silenced—not for violence, but for simply proclaiming that Jesus is Lord.

“Woe to those who call evil good and good evil, who put darkness for light and light for darkness.” — Isaiah 5:20

Father, I’m not writing these words to condemn others, because I know Your Word calls me first to humility and love. But I cannot deny the sorrow in my heart when it seems that those elected to protect justice and uphold peace instead champion ideas and actions that sow division, applaud destruction, and turn away from Your righteousness.

I sometimes wonder: how did we come to this? When did rejecting Christ become a badge of honor in politics? Why does a simple truth—like honoring life, loving our neighbors, respecting one another’s property—spark outrage instead of unity? And why is it that the people who name Your name are the first to be silenced or labeled “hateful,” even when we are only pleading for light in the darkness?

“If the world hates you, know that it has hated Me before it hated you.” — John 15:18

Lord, You told us this would happen. You warned us that we would be hated for Your name’s sake. And yet, I still struggle when I see evil praised and good people punished. I’m tempted at times to respond with frustration, even anger. But I know that’s not Your way.

“Do not be overcome by evil, but overcome evil with good.” — Romans 12:21

So instead of letting my heart grow bitter, I turn to You, Jesus. I pray for our leaders—every one of them, no matter their party or platform. I ask that You soften their hearts, open their eyes to the truth, and grant them the courage to stand for what is just and right. Not what is popular, not what is politically expedient—but what is rooted in eternal truth.

And Lord, I pray for the ones who mock You. I pray for the ones who celebrate vandalism and condone violence in the name of ideology. You died for them too. You long for their hearts just as much as You long for mine. Help me never forget that Your love reaches even into the darkest corners, and that the real enemy is not flesh and blood, but the spiritual forces that deceive and destroy.

“For we wrestle not against flesh and blood, but against principalities, against powers… against spiritual wickedness in high places.” — Ephesians 6:12

Holy Spirit, give me a heart like Yours. When the world mocks, let me respond with prayer. When my beliefs are insulted, let me answer with grace. When fear tempts me to be silent, let me speak with boldness, seasoned with love. Keep me grounded in truth and covered in humility.

I do not want to become like the culture I grieve over. I don’t want to respond to hate with hate, or to arrogance with pride. Instead, let me be a peacemaker—bold in truth, but gentle in spirit. For blessed are the peacemakers, and You have called us to be salt and light, not fuel for the fire.

“Blessed are the peacemakers, for they shall be called sons of God.” — Matthew 5:9
“Let your light so shine before men, that they may see your good works and glorify your Father in heaven.” — Matthew 5:16

Lord, the days feel dark, but You are still on the throne. And even when it seems like the world is applauding sin and rejecting truth, You are still working behind the scenes. You are still drawing hearts to You, still saving the lost, still refining Your people.

Give me endurance. Give me compassion, but don’t let me be weak! Let me stand up to the evil in our country and NEVER let these evil demons walk over me for I would rather fight for my fellow Christians than sit quiet.

Amen.