Doassard
Disciple of Prayer
Father God, You see every tear I’ve cried, every thought that I cannot put into words. You know my heart more than anyone, and You know the truth behind what I’ve felt, given, and hoped for. Lord, I bring this pain to You—this ache of being misunderstood, dismissed, and left behind. I ask You, Father, to be my defender. Where others twist the truth or only see a piece of my story, I ask You to shine light on what’s real. If anyone—###, my pastors, or others—have misunderstood me or seen me through a distorted lens, I pray You would bring clarity, not for revenge, but so that my heart is no longer judged unfairly. God, I forgive what I don’t yet understand, but I also pray that ### would recognize what he threw away, not to win him back, but to awaken him from shallow, worldly patterns. May You convict him—not through pain, but through Your mercy—and show him the depth and weight of a genuine, Christ-rooted connection. Protect my heart as You shape me. Let me not chase closure from people who were never capable of giving it. Instead, give me peace that comes from You and assurance that I am seen, known, and loved. Help me raise my baby in wholeness. Surround me with those who reflect Your love. And let the truth of who I am shine brighter than any rumor or rejection. In Jesus’ powerful name, Amen.