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DEVOTION:
Job 38:8–11
“Who shut up the sea behind doors when it burst forth from the womb,
When I made the clouds its garment and wrapped it in thick darkness, when I fixed limits for it and set its doors and bars in place, when I said, ‘This far you may come and no farther; where is where your proud waves halt’?”
PRAYER:
Almighty God and holy God, as this early Wednesday morning begins along the coast of Maine, we pause before You with the sound and strength of the ocean in my ears. The tide rolls in and out with power beyond our control, waves crash with authority, and the horizon stretches farther than we can see, and we are reminded that You are greater still. Lord God, I am at awe for words. Lord, despite the power and utter amazement I have for the ocean and its beauty, we remember that the One who commands the sea is the One who walks beside us. Just as You shape the shoreline and hold back the waves, shape our hearts today. Smooth what has grown rough within us. Wash away fear, doubt, and weariness. Renew us with the steady rhythm of Your grace.
Lord, transform us as only You can. Where we have grown hardened, soften us. Where we feel uncertain, anchor us. Where we are restless, give us peace deeper than the ocean’s depths. And where we feel small in the face of life’s vastness, remind us that we are held securely in Your care. Bless this day before it unfolds. Guide our steps, steady our voices, and help us carry Your presence into every encounter. May the power we witness in creation not intimidate us, but draw us closer to the Creator who is both mighty and tender. We entrust ourselves, our loved ones, our church, and this day into Your hands, confident that the God who governs the tides also governs our lives with wisdom and love. In the name of Jesus Christ, Amen
DEVOTION:
Job 38:8–11
“Who shut up the sea behind doors when it burst forth from the womb,
When I made the clouds its garment and wrapped it in thick darkness, when I fixed limits for it and set its doors and bars in place, when I said, ‘This far you may come and no farther; where is where your proud waves halt’?”
PRAYER:
Almighty God and holy God, as this early Wednesday morning begins along the coast of Maine, we pause before You with the sound and strength of the ocean in my ears. The tide rolls in and out with power beyond our control, waves crash with authority, and the horizon stretches farther than we can see, and we are reminded that You are greater still. Lord God, I am at awe for words. Lord, despite the power and utter amazement I have for the ocean and its beauty, we remember that the One who commands the sea is the One who walks beside us. Just as You shape the shoreline and hold back the waves, shape our hearts today. Smooth what has grown rough within us. Wash away fear, doubt, and weariness. Renew us with the steady rhythm of Your grace.
Lord, transform us as only You can. Where we have grown hardened, soften us. Where we feel uncertain, anchor us. Where we are restless, give us peace deeper than the ocean’s depths. And where we feel small in the face of life’s vastness, remind us that we are held securely in Your care. Bless this day before it unfolds. Guide our steps, steady our voices, and help us carry Your presence into every encounter. May the power we witness in creation not intimidate us, but draw us closer to the Creator who is both mighty and tender. We entrust ourselves, our loved ones, our church, and this day into Your hands, confident that the God who governs the tides also governs our lives with wisdom and love. In the name of Jesus Christ, Amen