I pray that you will know that you’re enough even when you don’t feel like you’re accomplishing much of anything.
I pray that you will give yourself grace in not knowing what you’re doing while you figure out what to do.
I pray that you will listen to that small, still voice inside of you that is screaming to be heard.
I pray that you will dream big and be faithful in the small. (want to tweet that?)
I pray that you will be plagued by peace even when the world feels infected by the contrary.
I pray you will define, refine, own, and hone who you are. That you will have the courage to find your signature sauce no matter how many failed experiments it takes to get there.
I pray that staring at the blank white walls in front of you won’t overwhelm you, but will give you the excitement to pick up a brush and paint.
I pray that you will create. That you will walk through your day expecting to see something amazing. You’re living in a masterpiece.
I pray you’ll have the courage to change. That you will never know the cold confused complacency of thinking you’ve got it all figured out.
I pray that you’ll put your phone down when you sit on the toilet because you don’t have to be online every second. And come on, I might need to borrow your phone someday and that’s just gross.
I pray that the heavy weight of all the unknowns will feel surprisingly light. (click to tweet)
I pray that the next movie you stream on Netflix will actually be worth your time.
I pray that when a friend calls, you will pick up the phone even when it doesn’t feel like the right time to talk. Because for many years in your twenties it might not feel like the right time to talk.
When it feels like God is not answering your prayers for all the big things you’re crying out for, I pray that you’ll see that maybe God is not ignoring you. Maybe God is saving your life.
I pray that you will mentor and be mentored. That you will intentionally seek out those who you can help and those who might want to help you.
I pray that at least once this year when everyone’s stuck in traffic that you will pull over in a field and lay on the hood of your car.
I pray that you will truly embarrass yourself once this year going for something that you feel completely incapable of going for. And that you’ll realize how much you can accomplish along the path to a failed end result.
I pray that you’ll look a few people in the eyes this week and tell them how much you love them.
I pray that you will war for hope.
I pray that you won’t need to hit rock bottom before you begin your descent back up.
The next time you do a belly flop, I pray you’ll see that God is waiting there, ready to wrap your hurting body in a big warm towel.
I pray that when you feel like you’ve got nothing left, you will realize that sometimes breaking is the only way to become whole.
I pray that you’ll know when it’s time to run and when it’s time to crawl.
I pray you’ll know when it’s time to work in a cubicle and when it’s time to light it on fire. (want to tweet that?)
This is my prayer for you.
PS – This prayer was written while sitting on the hood of my car during peak LA traffic.
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