Father we lift the homeless, the lost, the sick, the addicted and the vulnerable. We lift those who left rashly, wandered away or were taken. We lift those in rebellion, those who were abused or forgotten. Have mercy upon them, Lord! We pray for their safety. We pray for their provision.

Father we lift the homeless, the lost, the sick, the addicted, and the vulnerable.

~Julie Lilly

Deliver them from evil! Send an angel of mercy! Still the tongue of the deceiver! Convince them of Your love! Lift the fog and break the chains that keep them in darkness. Arise Spirit of repentance! Set their hearts and minds toward home!

Good Shepherd leave the ninety-nine, and go out into the wilderness in search of this one who has gone astray (Matt 18:12). Tune your ear to hear their cries in the darkness. When they are cold and weak, lift them up, dear Shepherd. Wrap them in Your mantle and carry them on your shoulders.

For the Son of Man is come to save that which was lost. How think ye? If a man have a hundred sheep, and one of them be gone astray, doth he not leave the ninety and nine, and goeth into the mountains, and seeketh that which is gone astray? And if so be that he find it, verily I say unto you, he rejoiceth more of that sheep, than of the ninety and nine which went not astray. Even so it is not the will of your Father which is in heaven, that one of these little ones should perish.

Matthew 18:11-14 KJV

Father, for those who grieve for one they love who is lost, comfort them in Your presence. Refresh their hope to continue to believe in a God of miracles. We ask that they will see their heart’s desire fulfilled, and that the empty chair at the table will be filled, once again. Give them Your heart, Father, to joyfully embrace the prodigal who returns home.

And Father, we lift up ourselves. Within every one of us there remains a bit of prodigal—some bit of as of yet unyielded flesh that remains outside of the warmth of surrender. We long to hear your voice and find Your soothing comfort. We humble ourselves before You. Anoint our heads with oil. Shine Your light of revelation upon our dark places. We come, recognizing our need, and we ask for healing and forgiveness. May there remain in us no place for the enemy to gain footing, but that every part of us would be safe within the fold.

Share a testimony of a Prodigal who returned to faith in Jesus Christ.

Lord, we all like sheep have gone astray (see Isaiah 53:6). Shepherd, come again and gently lead us home. In Jesus’ Name ❤️

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