The rising dough on my stove reminds me of how your gospel spreads like yeast. The greater the heat of persecution, the more it grows. You cannot be stopped, Father. Your purpose won’t be thwarted. Renew your beloved to action. Revive our souls in prayer. Anoint us to spread the joy of your salvation. Your will be done in the name and authority of Jesus, according to your good and perfect justice. Amen.
“You make known to me the path of life; in your presence there is fullness of joy; at your right hand are pleasures forevermore.” (Psalm 16:11 ESV)