Lord, the warmth of your presence is like the kiss of the sun’s rays. Your word feeds my longing and nourishes my soul. Sometimes with bitter conviction, sometimes sweet as honey, the truth of your wisdom guides and sustains me. Keep me in the circle of your will in your name above all names, Jesus, according to the good and perfect will of the Father.
“My son, eat honey, for it is good, and the drippings of the honeycomb are sweet to your taste. Know that wisdom is such to your soul; if you find it, there will be a future, and your hope will not be cut off.” (Proverbs 24: 13-14 ESV)