In the Dark

Father,

As I lay curled in my bed this morning—cocooned and covered—I felt the dark.

In the soothing, quiet and dark places in our lives I pray we would see your hand giving us rest and stillness. In the frightening, chaotic darkness in our lives I pray we would see your hand guiding us to peace and security.

Help us to listen in the dark. In the times when your voice seems to be obscured, even muted, I pray you would help us trust that it will be disclosed.

Help us to see while in the dark. In the times when your face seems to be turned away, even veiled, I pray you would help us recognize your outline, your profile.

Help us to obey while in the dark. In the times when we feel far from you, even lost, I pray you would remind us that you have promised to never leave us nor forsake us and to draw us near.

Help us to trust while in the dark. In the times when your hand’s protection seems far too broad, even absent, I pray you would help us remember times past when your arm has brought us out of the pit.

Help us to pray while in the dark. In the times when our petitions seem to dissipate into the vapors above us, even then, help us to know you hear. You listen to even our very sighings.

Help us to believe while in the dark. In the times when our unbelief shadows your interventions, even obscures, help us to cry rescue us from our unbelief.

Help us to thank you while in the dark. In the times when darkness seems to threaten, even prevail, help us to remember that darkness is as light to you. And light pushes back the darkness. Light dispels the darkness. Darkness will not overcome it.

Do not allow it to overcome us.

Amen