Colors: Yellows are the representation of pure joy. Lemon Curd..Hollandaise..Neutral Cream Puff.

Value of Concentration: Joy in the morning.

Memory Verse: The Holy Spirit fills my soul with joy and color.

Good Morning, ABBA, Father,

On this beautiful, sunny morning, I seek joy from the Holy Spirit. Even if my, prayer/reflection time is 10 minutes before I walk out the door, it is enough time to empower my thoughts throughout the day. I seek joy in the morning; so are your morning thoughts and prayers, so goes your day.

A few minutes each morning in your Word, or in my daily devotional, can set the pattern and flow of my day.

Father, I ask your Holy Spirit to fill my thoughts, words, and actions. May they reflect your love, kindness,
and wisdom as I come in contact with others.

Often, as the stresses and aggravations of the day pour over my spirit, I’ll hear your gentle voice urging me in the right direction.

You, Father, are the only One who can give me rest. You are the only One who can fill the emptiness in my soul and produce unfathomable joy. It’s an unexplainable miracle.

With all of the chaos in America, you are my only hope. You are the One who maintains my sanity. I have your promise; “I will never leave you nor forsake you.”

My journaling time with you is the epitome of my day. Before I became empty nested and retired, I’d read my daily devotional before I left for school.

Then before I went to bed, I’d try to allow myself some time with you; questioning and listening. Saturday mornings, for two hours, were my special “Journaling and Listening Time.” It was amazing the things you would reveal to me.

How far you have brought me. I never opened a Bible to truly seek you until I was 30 years old. Now, at 73, my mind and entire life has been totally transformed by your Holy Word.

Through your Holy Spirit, you are my dearest friend. You live within me.

As stresses unfold around me… I hear your voice. “Your strength comes from me…You can do this….I am here to carry you.”

Father of the universe…Father of the heavenly realm….keep and guard me and mine….as your property and possession.

As a fun note: on the way to work this morning see how many different colors can give you a,”WOW!” Even if it’s a grey day, this time of year, there are flowers and plants blooming everywhere.

Thank you, Father, for blessing me this day.

MY CHILD: Before you found my Holy Word..you were an empty vessel. Legalism, rules, and guilt plagued your soul. Yes, you were angry. However, as a child, I claimed you. Even though you didn’t feel much of a connection with me, I was surrounding you. I placed my angels around you. Yes, I allowed you to be taken apart, and I put you back together the way,”I wanted you to be.” For my glory, you now teach and gather in many. Your sins are forgiven, You are guilt-free. You are mine. Be filled with My Holy Spirit! Proclaim it from the rooftops! I love you.
Your,
ABBA, Father

Jeremiah 29:13 And you will seek Me and find Me, when you search for Me with all your heart.

John 10:27-28 My sheep listen to my voice; I know them and they know Me. I give them eternal life, and they shall never perish. No one can snatch them out of my hand.

Isaiah 30: Yet the Lord longs to be gracious to you; he rises to show you compassion. For the Lord is a God of justice. Blessed are all who wait for him.