Trip Lee's Prayer for You
Dear God,
We come in his name
The slain and risen Who's runnin' this thing
Christ the Lord, the one who can bring
Healin' the hurts of the ones that He claims
We think we got nothin' to gain
By clingin' to Christ the love of the King
But he was under the same
Tempted and hurt he's accustomed to pain
Though they feel it feel it
Pain but their joy can kill it kill it
Feelin' like life been pillaged
Can I please intercede for a minute
This is
Not out of your grasp
Your grace can shake, your power can smash
I pray this hour and ask
Allow them to see your power surpass
That sin devour their past
Drowning with mercy, shower them fast
Give 'em the faith to follow the Father
He's Abba, your Honor, please swallow the trash

Dear Lord, you were never gone
You promised you'd make 'em forever strong
Your arm isn't short, it is very long
Make 'em like Christ, you get 'em home. 

Quoted from the song, Open Letter (Battlefield) by KB. 

1 Corinthians 15:57-58 ESV

But thanks be to God, who gives us the victory through our Lord Jesus Christ. Therefore, my beloved brothers, be steadfast, immovable, always abounding in the work of the Lord, knowing that in the Lord your labor is not in vain.

1 Corinthians 10:31 NIV

So whether you eat or drink or whatever you do, do it all for the glory of God.


What we do
with our lives every day,
whether at school,
a desk job, or keeping
the home in order,
is our most basic
opportunity to glorify God.