*"Father,
I bring before You the one who has strayed far,
not in ignorance, but in pride.
The one who trusts in their own strength,
who has built walls around their heart,
and chosen the wide road, thinking it leads to life.
Yet even now—I love them.
Even now—I call them.
Even now—grace waits like open arms.
They may resist Me.
They may deny Me.
They may mock what they do not understand.
But they are still Mine.
So Father, have mercy.
Tear down the walls of self-reliance.
Let every idol fall.
Let every false confidence be shaken
until only truth remains.
Do not let them be destroyed by the path they’ve chosen.
Interrupt them with conviction.
Wound them with love, if You must,
but do not let them perish.
Send dreams, send voices, send truth, send fire.
Whatever it takes—bring them home.
Let them come to the end of themselves
and find Me there, not with judgment,
but with forgiveness.
I do not despise the proud.
I wait for their surrender.
I knock even on the hardest doors.
And when they turn—
even the slightest turn—
I will run to them.
I will clothe them in righteousness.
I will restore what pride tried to destroy.
So Father,
Do what only You can do.
Break the heart of stone
and give them a heart of flesh.
I still see the gold in them.
I still see the calling.
I still see the child You formed in the womb.
Let the arrogant become humble.
Let the lost become found.
Let the prodigal become My beloved again."**
A prayer from Jesus