“In everything give thanks; for this is the will of God for you in Christ Jesus.” 1 Thessalonians 5:18 NASB

“Now faith is the assurance of things hoped for, the conviction of things not seen… And without faith it is impossible to please Him, for he who comes to God must believe that He is and that He is a rewarder of those who seek Him.” Hebrews 11:1, 6 NASB 95 

How Does Gratitude Create Faith?

• Gratitude creates faith as we recount the past

“The Lord has done great things for us; We are joyful.” Psalm 126:3 NASB

• Gratitude creates faith as we struggle in the present

“These things I have spoken to you so that in Me you may have peace. In the world you have tribulation, but take courage; I have overcome the world.” John 16:33 NASB

“Consider it all joy, my brothers and sisters, when you encounter various trials, knowing that the testing of your faith produces endurance. And let endurance have its perfect result, so that you may be perfect and complete, lacking in nothing.” James 1:2-3 NASB

“They followed his advice; and after calling the apostles in, they flogged them and ordered them not to speak in the name of Jesus, and then released them. So they went on their way from the presence of the Council, rejoicing that they had been considered worthy to suffer shame for His name.” Acts 5:40-41. NASB

• Gratitude creates faith as we trust for the future

“And we know that God causes all things to work together for good to those who love God, to those who are called according to His purpose.” Romans 8:28 NASB

• Gratitude creates faith as we hope in the Gospel

“For I am convinced that neither death, nor life, nor angels, nor principalities, nor things present, nor things to come, nor powers, nor height, nor depth, nor any other created thing will be able to separate us from the love of God that is in Christ Jesus our Lord.” Romans 8:38-39 NASB

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Revealing the Father’s Heart: A Prayer Guide

WEEK 2: Nov 10: Monday

“Give thanks in all circumstances; for this is God’s will for you in Christ Jesus..”

I Thessalonians 5:18 (NIV)

1️⃣ Identity

Father,

sometimes Your goodness

knocks us to the ground.

Saul was convinced he was serving You. zealous for truth;

blind to love.

Then Your light broke through certainty,

and grace spoke his name.

“Saul, Saul, why do you persecute Me?”

You didn’t shame him; You met him.

You didn’t condemn; You called.

You opened his eyes—

not to law, but to love.

That same kindness has found me too.

You meet me.

You call  me.

You teach me to love.

Father,

I know You are good

and Your goodness is not dependent on circumstance.

You are the constant that steadies every transformation,

the light that guides me

when I can’t yet see the way.

 

2️⃣ Reflection

Father, I need Your light.

I want to let You lead,

but I don’t always know how.

When I start trying to prove my worth, remind me—

I am already worthy.

Help slow my pace to match Yours,

and trust obedience over outcomes.

Help me let go

of what was

never mine to control.

When I get distracted,

draw me back with peace

instead of guilt.

Grow in me endless faith, Lord,

the kind that gives thanks in prison,

finds joy in suffering, and

keeps believing You’re working

even when I can’t see how.

So when life doesn’t go the way I expect,

help me pause before I panic.

Help me look for Your light and

trust that You’re not finished—

You’re just forming something new.

 

3️⃣ Formation

Father,

You met Saul on the road and stopped him in his tracks.

One moment he was certain;

the next,

he was blind.

Your light knocked him down,

not to punish,

but to give him new sight.

You met him in the dust,

and You meet me there too.

You’re a good Father

and You didn’t leave him blind. You sent Ananias—someone Saul once called an enemy—to call him brother.

Do that in me, Lord.

Heal what pride has damaged,

what fear has hidden.

When I can’t see the way forward,

help me stay close enough to hear You.

Let Your Spirit fill the empty space

where certainty used to live.

Let Your Spirit plant trust

where shame tries to root.

Let Your Spirit speak grace

where fear still whispers.

4️⃣ Exaltation

So here I am Lord,

Changed in You,

but still learning what that means.

You took Saul’s passion

and gave it purpose.

You turned his old strength

into new service.

Do the same with me.

Send me where love is needed most.

Make my story a bridge instead of a wall.

Use my past, my pain, and even my mistakes to point people back to You.

I want to live grateful,

not just when life feels bright,

but even in the shadows,

knowing every step

is part of Your story of healing.

I give thanks

because You’re not finished with me.

You’ve turned conviction into calling,

and surrender into strength.

You are good, Father,

and Your goodness keeps changing me.
Amen.

  Nov 11: Tuesday

“The kingdom of the world has become the kingdom of our Lord.” (Rev. 11:15)

 

1️⃣ Identity

 

Father, Your house

was once alive with childrens’ laughter.

You built it Yourself, 

walls of wonder,

rooms of rest.

We were a family

gathered around Your table,

learning love from Your eyes

and peace from Your Word.

But somewhere along the way, a seductive voice rose up.

It promised control,

whispered suspicion,

and soon the whole house shifted—

doors slammed,

trust cracked,

joy thinned to silence.

Still, the deed was always Yours, Father.

Even when rebellion ruled the living room, Your name

remained over the doorframe.

 

2️⃣ Reflection

 

That seductive voice

didn’t stop with Eden,

it called to Samson in Gaza,

and it calls to me today.

It turns homes into battlegrounds

and hearts into fortresses.

Samson,

a man You gifted

with incredible strength,

forgot where it came from.

He fought every battle on his own

until his pride

became the chain that bound him.

Only when

everything else was stripped away

 did he remember:

the power was never the point,

Your presence was, Lord.

I see that same pattern in me.

I want control,

to handle things myself.

I forget

this is Your house,

Your strength,

Your story.

And when I try to manage what You meant for me to trust, the illusion of control crumbles.

Still, You don’t condemn;

You come close to me.

You whisper

through the rubble,

“I don’t define you by the moments you got it wrong, but by the moment you turned back and trusted Me again.”

3️⃣ Formation

So now, Lord,

teach me

what Samson learned the hard way, that

strength

without surrender

only leads to collapse.

Help me remember

that true power

comes from Your presence,

not my performance.

When pride pushes me

to stand on my own,

teach me

to bow instead.

When I’ve pulled down my own walls,

teach me how

to rebuild

with grace, not grit.

You are not asking for displays of power; You’re asking for trust.

You’re not just restoring what was lost;
You’re restoring who I am,
Your child,

fully dependent,

fully loved.

Let my heart become the place where Your strength and my weakness meet, and where Your Spirit breathes life again, where I rely on You in my daily life.

4️⃣ Exaltation

Lord,

when Samson could no longer see,
 he finally looked to You.

Blinded,

broken,

surrounded by enemies,

he prayed the truest prayer of his life:

“O Lord God, remember me. Strengthen me once more.”

And You did.

Not because he was worthy,
but because You are merciful.

Your Spirit returned,

not as a reward,
but as a reminder—

You never leave Your children,

even when they forget who they are.

You still meet us there, Father,

in the ruins and the reaching,

when pride has burned itself out and all that’s left is need.

Your mercy

turns failure into faith,

and Your strength begins where ours runs out.

So I praise You,

God of second chances,

God of returning strength.

You don’t discard the fallen; You rebuild them.

You don’t shame the broken; You restore them.

Let my life echo Samson’s final prayer,

not for my glory,

but for Yours.

Use even my weakness to reveal Your power.

You are good, Lord,

and Your goodness always restores.
Amen.

    Nov 12: Wednesday

Nov 12: “And He shall reign forever and ever.” (Rev. 11:15)

1️⃣ Identity

Father, You sit enthroned

above every council and court.

The nations may rage,

but heaven is steady

because You are.

From the beginning You ruled

not as a tyrant

but as a Father among family,

surrounded by sons of God,

inviting humanity to bear Your image and share Your work.

You never ruled alone;

You’ve always wanted partnership.

Now, through Jesus,

the true Son of Man,

You’ve reclaimed every throne that rebelled, every realm that wandered.

The kingdoms of the world have become Yours again.

The house is secure,

its foundation firm.

Faith, hope, and love are the pillars

that hold it fast—

and we,

Your children,

are the living stones You’ve set within its walls.

2️⃣ Reflection

Lord, I admit I forget who’s really in charge.

I still act like I have to hold the world together,

as if my decisions could unseat Your throne.

I listen to lesser voices:

fear,

pride,

anxiety,

control.

They sound convincing, but they’re just echoes of that old rebellion, promising power without presence.

Forgive me

for building my own little councils of worry,

debating every outcome

instead of trusting Your wisdom.

I’ve tried to rule my house by strategy

 instead of surrender.

Yet You remain gentle,

still calling,

still reigning,

still offering peace

to all who will come under Your care.

3️⃣ Formation

King Jesus, teach me how to

lead like You,

lead my family,

lead my children,

lead my neighbor,

lead myself.

Teach me to lead,

not  through striving, but through service,

not through leverage, but through love.

Let my home become a mirror of Your Kingdom,

a place where truth leads,

faith governs choices,

hope sets the mood,

and love enforces the law.

When storms shake the walls,

remind me that Your foundation cannot crumble.

When fear whispers, “You’re on your own,”

let me remember

the council of heaven is already in session,

and I have a seat at Your table.

You share Your authority not to burden me, but to bless the world through me.

So shape my heart to rule my responsibilities

with Your kindness,

Your steadfast,

Your patience,

Your peace.

4️⃣ Exaltation

Father, even now, heaven is not silent.

Around Your throne,

the elders,

Your faithful ones,

from every age,
fall on their faces,

in worship, in thanksgiving, in awe,
singing the victory that is already Yours:

“The kingdoms of this world have become the kingdom of our Lord

and of His Christ, and He shall reign forever and ever.”

And we join their song

from our own small corners of creation.

God, You reign,

not by force but by love,
not by fear but by hope,

not by control but by faith.

You’re in galaxies

and in living rooms,
in sanctuaries

and in souls,

everywhere

all at once,

above all, in all, and through all things.

Every act of love is an amen to Your throne.
Let gratitude be our anthem,

and love be our sign

that we are

Your children, living proof

Your Kingdom of Love reigns

forever and ever, 

Amen.

  Nov 13: Thursday

Nov 13: “twenty-four elders…fell on their faces and worshiped God” (Rev. 11:16)

1️⃣ Identity

Father,
 You show us what love looks like—
 from generation
 to generation
 to generation.

You never stop weaving redemption
 through the ordinary lives of Your children,
 because we are Yours,
 and we are cherished.

Even in famine and in loss,
 Your love keeps finding a way.

Naomi left Bethlehem when
 fields were bare,
 her stomach ached,
 and her heart did too.

She thought she was leaving emptiness behind,
 but death and grief met her on foreign soil.

Still, You were there.

Her husband and sons were gone;
 two young widows remained—
 bound to her by love, not obligation.

 And even in her grief,
 Naomi still loved them deeply.

She released them to return home,
 blessing them to begin again.

But Ruth couldn’t return to what once was.
 Through Naomi’s son, she had stepped into a love story bigger than her own.

 She’d grown up among gods who demanded sacrifice,
 but this God—Naomi’s God—gave love freely.

 Through her husband’s sacrifice,
 she saw covenant—
 a love that stayed when others left,
 that forgave when others withdrew.

 It awakened something in her:
 a longing to belong to that kind of love forever.

Ruth stayed, not for comfort, but for covenant.

 She chose to imitate her elder,
 to learn what love looked like in faith.

Where Naomi went, Ruth would follow.
 Where Naomi trusted, Ruth would learn to trust.

Naomi, once bitter, now became a guide.
 Her sorrow turned to wisdom.
 Love multiplied,
 and in their staying, You began to restore.

This is how Your kingdom moves, Lord—
 through ordinary people
 who keep answering love with love.

 

2️⃣ Reflection

Lord,
 I know what it feels like

to stand at a crossroads,
 to want to turn back toward what’s familiar,
 even when You’re calling me forward.

Like Ruth, I’ve had moments
 where loyalty came with a cost,
 and faith looked like staying when its hard.

 I confess, sometimes I run
 when waiting would reveal Your goodness.

 I search for comfort
 when covenant is what You’re offering.

But You are patient with me.

 You send people whose lives
 teach me what love really looks like—
 Naomis who guide with wisdom,
 Ruths who cling through hardship,
 elders whose worship sounds like trust.

Through them, You keep whispering,
 “This is how My Kingdom comes—
 not through power,
 but through presence.”

 

3️⃣ Formation

Teach me, Father,
 to stay

when it’s easier to go.

 To love

when I feel spent.

 To trust

when the harvest is still unseen.

Shape my home into a small Bethlehem,
 a place where faith survives famine
 and gratitude grows from the soil of grace.

Help me Lord,

 to pass on this kind of faith,
 not as a list of lessons,
 but as a lived example.

May those who follow after me
 see in my life for
 what Ruth once saw in Naomi:
 Love.

4️⃣ Exaltation

You are

 the God who restores,
 the Father who redeems through families,
 the Lord whose love never fails.

The elders in heaven

fall on their faces,
 and here on earth

 we do the same.

 We bow,

 not out of fear,

 but gratitude,
 for every act of love
 that reveals Your heart.

Thank You for showing us
 that worship

 isn’t only sung from thrones,
 but lived out

 in fields,

 in  kitchens,
 in shared burdens,

 open hands,
 and stories that outlast our own.

From generation to generation,
 You are faithful,
 and Your mercy never ends.

Amen.

    Nov 14: Friday

Nov 14: “We give thanks to You, Lord God Almighty.” (Rev. 11:17)

1️⃣ Identity

Father,
 You are the One who loves Your children through their choices.

Thank You for never leaving me,
 regardless of my choices,
 even when I stayed close in body,
 but far in heart.

I remember the seasons when I did everything right.
 I obeyed,
 I performed,
 I followed every rule—
 and underneath, I was angry.

 I was angry
that grace came so easily to others
 while I was breaking myself to earn
 what was already mine.

I watched son after son

stumble home to celebration—

 every time,

 every sin,

 forgiven.

 And something in me resented the party.

I said I loved You,
 but I wanted You to love me more for my effort.
 

I wanted to be noticed for staying.

But You noticed them.

 Over and over, You forgave.
 Over and over, You invited me in.
 Over and over, I refused.

Each refusal pulled me further—
 further from the house,
 further from the light,
 further from the music.

Until one day,
 I found myself standing in the mud,
 in the dark,
 in the silence.

No laughter.
 No light.
 No love.

2️⃣ Reflection

I became the prodigal son I once resented.

Lord, I know You forgave everyone else,
 but I was different.
 I didn’t deserve Your grace.

I have lived in Your house my whole life
 and never knew Your love.

 Now I’m here—
 in the mud, hungry, alone—
 too far from home, I think,
 too ashamed to return.

You’ll never forgive me;
 I don’t deserve it.

And then it hits me—

 the grace I once resented
 is the only thing that can reach me now.

3️⃣ Formation

Wow, Lord—Your grace is abounding.

 Just when I think I’ve outgrown it,
 I find I need it all the more.

Humble my heart

 to love Your children the way You do—
 without hierarchy or hesitation.

Humble my soul
 to receive the same mercy
 I’ve denied myself.

Humble my life
 to love You
 without bargaining or comparison.

Teach me to come inside the house again—
 to celebrate mercy instead of measuring it.

 Let my gratitude grow louder than my guilt.

4️⃣ Exaltation

Father, I give You thanks.
 You meet me when I’m proud
 and when I’m broken.

You welcome me—
 whether I’m coming in from the field
 or crawling out of the far country.

Your goodness reigns
 over rebellion and religion,
 over striving and surrender.

Thank You for being the Father
 who runs to the undeserving
 and reasons with the ungrateful.

 You don’t choose between us—
 You redeem us both.

So I give You thanks
 for mercy that waits,
 for love that lasts,

 for a Kingdom that sounds like home—
 with music, laughter, light,
 and a Father’s joy
 over every returning child.

Amen.