Prayer of the Day

Lord, the interview is almost here. I've pressed the shirt, printed the resume, and rehearsed my answers in the mirror — now I'm handing You the part I can't control.

Calm my nerves in the waiting room chair. When they say "tell me about yourself," untangle my tongue and bring the right words. Help me remember my own accomplishments — the ones that scatter the moment I get nervous — and speak of them honestly, without bragging and without shrinking.

Let the interviewers see me clearly, Lord: not just the resume, but the worker, the person who will show up and do this job well. Give me good questions to ask and the sense to listen more than I perform.

And Father, about the outcome — I want this job. You know how much. But You see the whole road and I see one door. If this is my door, swing it wide. If it isn't, close it kindly and keep me walking, because somewhere there is a chair with my name on it.

Either way, I'll walk out of that room with my head up.

In Jesus' name, Amen.

Father, here is my child, almost asleep. Of everything You've trusted me with, this is the one that makes me pray the hardest.

Watch over this child tonight. Keep their sleep sweet and their dreams kind. Let them wake up rested, ready to laugh.

Thank You for who You made them to be — for the questions they ask, the way they see things, the particular joy they carry into a room. I forget to be amazed. Tonight I remember.

Grow them up strong and gentle, Lord. Give them courage for a world I can't follow them into, and a faith that's truly their own, not borrowed from mine.

Forgive me for the ways I fell short as a parent today. Cover my gaps with Your grace — You have always been the better Father.

Hold them tonight, and hold them always, long after my arms can't reach.

In Jesus' name, Amen.