Far More Abundantly

For this reason, I bow my knees before the Father’s throne, From whom every family in heaven and earth is known. Strengthen us with power through Your Spirit deep within, Let Christ dwell in every heart where healing must begin. Root us in a love too wide for bitterness to span, Ground us in a grace too deep for shame to understand. Fill the spaces I left empty with the fullness of Your peace, Do far more than I imagined—make the striving cease. Far more abundantly Than everything I ask, Far beyond the future I keep rebuilding from the past. Heal my family, Father, In the way that You have planned. Your power is already working— Do what only You can. I want her in my daily life, not distant from my days, Not only in my memories or folded into prayers. I want to hear her voice again and know that she is near, To share the ordinary moments stolen by the years. I doubt that restoration will resemble what I see, And wanting her beside me does not mean she must agree. I have no right to summon what my choices drove apart— But Father, You already know the longing in my heart. I want to fill the voids I left throughout our former life, With faithful covenant love for my daughters and my wife. Not pretending present goodness makes the former damage small, Not believing daily effort can erase the years at all. I want to show up truthfully where once I disappeared, To answer every hard thing without hiding behind fear. To give without demanding they repay me with their trust, And prove that covenant is faithful when emotion turns to dust. Where I left silence, Let truth remain. Where I left distance, Let love cross the pain. Where I left questions, Let patience reply. Where I abandoned, Let covenant fight. Far more abundantly May not look like what I ask. It may heal her far away from me And make me face the past. You know exactly what she needs. You know what I need too. So I surrender restoration To the wisdom found in You. Still, I ask You for the daily life My choices threw away. Let me love them faithfully In every ordinary day. But if the answer differs From the future I have planned, Your power is already working— Do what only You can. Let me understand the hurting Before asking them to heal. Let me honor every boundary And the pain that they still feel. Restoration may not happen. I will not pretend it must. But the Father knows both hearts, And the Father earns my trust. I want her present every day. I want my children close someday. I want to fill the voids I made With covenant love that will not fade. But Your will is perfect, good, and true. Your purpose will come through. Do far more abundantly— Do what only the Father can— DO!