John Stott's Daily Prayer

This day last year John Stott died. For those who don't know who he was, for over half a century he was the figurehead of mainstream evangelicalism within the UK, personifying a gracious, thoughtful conservatism that made it difficult for even those who disagreed with him to become disagreeable...

During the year subsequent year I came across what was described as John Stott's Daily Prayer. I offer it to you today for your prayerful reflection:

Heavenly Father, I pray that I may live this day in your presence and please you more and more.

Lord Jesus, I pray that this day I may take up my cross and follow you.

Holy Spirit, I pray that this day you will fill me with yourself and cause your fruit to ripen in my life:

Love, Joy, Peace, Patience, Kindness, Goodness, Faithfulness, Gentleness, and Self-Control

Holy, blessed and glorious trinity, three persons in one God, have mercy upon me.

Almighty God, Creator and sustainer of the universe, I worship you.

Lord Jesus Christ, Savior and Lord of the World, I worship you.

Holy Spirit, Sanctifier of the people of God, I worship you.

Glory be to the Father and to the Son and to the Holy Spirit,

As it was in the beginning, is now, and shall be forever, Amen.

Selah

Comments

Andrew Kenny said…

John Stott was a truly outstanding Christian man-yet one that was marked out first and foremost by his true humility. I think I have about 40 of his books, many of which are exceptional, including one of my all time favourites, 'The Contemporary Christian', which is full of wisdom and so very relevant. May his books continue to be read and may God raise up many more like him.

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